Somber the sounding of clouds that are graying
Raindrops and wind streams together are playing
They're dropping some droplets while pushing the air:
Everything's sparkling with moisture everywhere
Soothing the secrets that plantlets are saying
Silence is opening the mysteries displaying
Only the listening and unnoisy spirit
Are able and willing to inwardly hear it.
Hush for a moment the musings within you
Listen intensely to the deep Spirit's venue
Echoing uniquely the everlasting Uncreated One
Is reminding us daily that creation is still being done.