As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
free fall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
I found I had less and less to say,
until finally, I became silent,
and began to listen.
I discovered in the silence,
the voice of God.