The Sounds

There's a sound,underneath the a/c humming,deeper than your snores,wider than the house,that calls for me.It is silence... and something else.It's faith wrapped in hope.It's truth expressing itselfthrough the core of conscious expansion.I can't force you to hear it.I can't even point it out.The sounds must come from your own awareness. But,it is there waiting for you to acknowledge it. It's there, ever so greatly, vibratingat some higher frequency. And,all I wish is that somewhere,somehow,you can wakein the middle of the nightto find it moving through your own soul. I am here. I can hold your hand through it....