While we have life
and moments to feel the sun
and the wind on our face,
we also have time to find
some meaning in being human.
And to know
the beauty in life
is in all the tiny moments,
like when we’re listening to rain
fall gently on the window
as the wind sighs
through nearby trees,
while clouds slowly stream
across the sky
and there’s only the cry of birds
in the soft, early morning light.
Moments when the wind and sky
weave through our being,
and our heart knows
their endless space and freedom,
helping us know
the inexpressible,
the silent conscious space
across the Universe
that dissolves us into itself,
so the poetry of silence
becomes the unheard music
of our spacious human heart.
And as we allow
the Universe inside us
to see something of its own
delicate beauty reflected in the world
we find there’s some meaning
in being human.
While we have life.
Paul Mulliner 2021