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Hello, are you there?
I am here. I hear you.
I wish I can hear you.
I am here. Don't you hear me?
I am sick of the noise around me
But even in the quiet, quietness is all I hear.
There is noise in your life.
I want to hear you.
People say they hear you. I want to!
You can. But you care more about your hearing me,
about the satisfaction of your unbelief.
I know I must trust that you hear. So I speak
to the quiet.
You believe its a quiet you are speaking to.
That's what you believe.
you don't believe I'm listening.
The bell tolls. How lovely. I hear its singing.
That is my echo. Don't you want to hear my voice?
If only I can hear the beauty of your voice.
Why do I smile at bell and flower and sun?
Those are my shadows, my reflections. Don't you want to see me?
I read your word. They say you speak through them.
Do the words move you? Have you kept them in your heart?
But I remember the radio more than the verse.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.

July 2002