they yell, they howl
they scream against the soft-sounds
as if God rides on the breeze
on the rim
but no one hears HIM

these sounds
are they a "Why?", a "Help!"
a call to awaken those with closed eyes
and plugged ears?

some sit in prayer
list'ning to the unlikely
not the in-between
where the holy lies
and poems are writ on patient souls

i listen to my wavering heart
the incredulity within belief

between the silence and the words
i hear "Wake Up!
God's closer than you think"

this strange encounter is music
an invite to sing ones self into a question
where God and i duet
and a temple is built of song