Whispers of the Soul

A warm feeling of familiarity fills my senses.
I find myself sitting quietly atop a mossy covered granite outcrop of rocks and allow my senses to guide my thoughts.

I can hear constant croaking of the bull-frogs, along with a multitude of distant bird calls signalling the coming darkness.
The sun has long since dipped behind the vast ridgeline as the shadows begin to lengthen on the distant mountain peaks.

There is no breeze to allow the trees to sway and communicate with one another.
I do love the variety of fragrances and colours these ancient beings provide, especially the wattles which have begun to flower, almost as if they knew I would return.

The gentle current of the Snowy, drifting so effortlessly downstream.
The distant echo of the rapids, giant granite monoliths attempting to deny the waters passage, however, only momentarily halting the constant flow of life.

The sky continues to darken as the wisp-like clouds stretch across the horizon.
The moon begins to rise above the ridgeline, it’s beauty I cannot justify with mere words.

I smile silently to myself, I am aware that the stars will soon appear, like precious stones that cannot be reached.
However, gazing upon them is a gift enough, something that no amount of money can ever purchase.

I am aware of Your presence, it is like a gentle warm breeze despite the chill of winter, sending a tingling sensation directly up my spine.
I suddenly realise that I must be connected to You once more, therefore, my Soul begins to rejoice.

There is absolute beauty everywhere I look.
I close my eyes and can still hear, sense and feel the tranquillity that surrounds me.

Whilst far from quiet, I adore the sounds and fragrances of the gifts You have showered me with.
I almost feel unworthy, You softly remind me that You have no favourites.

There is perfection in everything as well as every person, You tell me, however, only a handful ever truly ‘feel’ it.
True beauty is not just seen or heard, rather, has to be felt by Your true Self.

I once again thankyou for all You have given me.
As always Your answer is all the reassurance I ever need.

How can I ever go astray with You always watching over me?
Constantly watching, an abundance of love, silent, until called upon with Your soft words whispered directly to my Soul.

This gift You have bestowed upon me, I cannot possibly put into words.
I can hear You laughing, I laugh also as we both know how special She is to each of us.

My Soul gently whispers “I love You.”
A wry smile crosses my face because I know the response even before it is given.

-Kim Durrant (August 2007).