I Am Listening

by John Herlihy

I listen to a bubbling brook,

That murmurs secrets to me.

I listen to the spring rain,

That feels soothing to me.

I listen to the voice of the owl,

That hoots its wisdom to me.

I listen to the night crickets,

That convey insistence to me.

I listen to the twinkling stars,

That whisper mysteries to me.

I listen to the night wind,

As if it can speak to me.

I listen to nature’s silence,

It has so much to tell me.

The spirit will speak to me,

What needs to be heard.

What do I need to hear?

Speak to me, I am listening.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Sunday 21 September 2025