Little Need To Shout

Faith keeps many doubts in her pay. If I could not doubt, I should not believe. - Thoreau

down upon needy knees

praying to the sky

is he listening

does he hear

wind blows, candles flicker

stained glass weeps 'neath a concerned sun

clouds swirl in whirlwind

silence chants

rivers and oceans

mountains and streams

trees and grass

snow and rain

rainbows

deserts and oases

yesterdays and tomorrows

yes, no and maybe

where went my supplication

what was that he said?

no room for doubt

little need to shout

Author's Note

"I am no more lonely than the loon in the pond that laughs so loud, or than Walden Pond itself. What company has that lonely lake, I pray? And yet it has not the blue devils, but the blue angels in it, in the azure tint of its waters. The sun is alone, except in thick weather, when there sometimes appear to be two, but one is a mock sun. God is alone,—but the devil, he is far from being alone; he sees a great deal of company; he is legion. I am no more lonely than a single mullein or dandelion in a pasture, or a bean leaf, or a sorrel, or a horse-fly, or a humble-bee. I am no more lonely than the Mill Brook, or a weathercock, or the north star, or the south wind, or an April shower, or a January thaw, or the first spider in a new house." - Thoreau