Three Thoughts While Waiting in the Car on a Rainy Day

An orange crown points to the sky,
grayed, sweetly, by a flush of rain,
and sways, lifted by brown veins 
and a nuzzling wind, while
bird-shaped specks dance
against the rush
of a fleeing storm.

I turn off the radio,
turn off the noise,
turn off invisible voices
crying, pushing, shoving 
for my ear,
to listen to nothing,
a full nothing—
a Something
too big for the constraints 
of the human ear.

My. God.
You are everywhere.
Crowns. Birds. Songs. Silences.
To the left, a cloud flares,
diffusing heavenly light,
whispering: Yes.
I am here.
Where are you?

Written early December 2022.

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