Summer Murmurings

There it is again
The Holy murmurings 
The indistinct, low, morning whispers
Of the Holy One of Sacred Silence
Of the One who out of the early quiet
Sings lyrical melodies
Of the One who is the cool refreshing water 
And gentle breezes 
Of the not yet completed sunrise
Of what will be an impossibly hot and fierce day

It is the voice of Holy Murmurs
One step above a whisper
Humming in my soul
I am still
Truly I am 
Trying not to breathe
Trying not to move
Trying not to do anything
That would prevent me from listening to
That quiet, sacred Voice
But the sounds, the meanings, the message, the song
Is just out of the reach
Of my hearing

This moment
This sound
Is not new to me
It is the sound of the One who knows me best
The sound of the One who loves me most
Calling me to summer 
To discovery
To a new level
Of hope
In who I am 
And what I can do

For a moment 
The quiet murmuring ceases
And I speak out
I know You are there
You are trying to teach me
Something
In the blessed long days
And short nights of summer
But I can’t hear you well

Are you speaking my language
Can you speak clearer
Louder
More distinctly
Can you give me a hint

There is a long pause
And then
There is a smile
I feel it
I cannot see it
I cannot not describe it
For how can I 
Describe
Something that I feel
In this way

I just know that smile
That understanding
That pure love

Yes Beloved
You say to me
In words that are clear
As words on a page
There are hints I will give you
They are everywhere

In the air you breathe
In those moments when you feel
How deep your breath can go

In the water that washes
And shimmers
And sparkles
And cools
And heals
All at the same time
And palso
When you notice
Its power
Its force
Its ability to wash away
Its response to what 
The earth feels
Deep in its core
And on its surface

There are flashes 
In the moments
When deep Love 
Catches and plunges you 
Into that sacred vortex
You see and feel 
In your very being
A whirlwind of Love
In colors of Green
And Purple
And Blue
Spinning and absorbing you
Infusing you 
Flowing in and out of you
It is profound
Sometimes unexpected
Perhaps for someone
You know well

Or for someone 
Who has yet to cross 
Your path

Or perhaps never will

Or for someone 
Far
Far away
Past 
Present 
Or in time yet to come

Your soul knows them
Knows their fear
Knows their hope
Knows their struggle
Knows their pain

Because of the Love
You expect
That comes
Unexpectedly

How will you hear my murmurings
In the silence 
Of your soul
Where you and I converse
And you don’t even 
Realize it
In the noise 
Of this life
When you close your eyes
And seek to hear 
A voice
Crying out to be heard

Yes
This summer is sacred
For you

Pay attention

© C Alicia Randolph
18 June 2024
Parkersburg, WV