Silence

What's happening here?

I was once so alive and now I'm so full of dread and almost dead

Show me your wounded head that is lead to communion with the father

But where did he go?

His presence seems farther and farther away each day

but I'm trying so hard to steer his way

Yet still lonely and confused on this cold hard ground I lay

Speak to me wise mouth and say "it's all good kid, it's nothing that you did, and though it feels like I'm not here with you right now just be still and silent and listen for that sound..

Shhh..

Did you hear it?

Listen again.

Did you hear it?

That silent voice that just spoke nothing, that is me, I'm listening to your plea with open ears Counting all your tears flowing from your irritated eyes

Searching the skies looking for that hope that beyond there lies.

Oh you young worrisome sparrow, find rest

Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest

No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from this your home

Look around, see the life shooting up from the ground

Spring colors springing fourth and celebration of your trusting

It's a constant process this is

Growing you into the man you are to become

But when you sense the setting of the sun know it is only rising and has just begun

Now go fourth, sing songs of faith, and lift up others in the midst of this race

And if you can't keep the pace or lose sight of my face

Know that I'm always near so you need not fear

But don't worry about all that right now

Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence

When I am silent I am listening, and not abandoning.