If only we know, boss, what the stones and rain and flowers say. Maybe they call -- call us -- and we don’t hear them. When will people’s ears open, boss? When shall we have our eyes open to see? When shall we open our arms to embrace everything -- stones, rain, flowers, and men? What d'you think about that, boss? And what do your books have to say about it.
To be able to enter daily into the silence without worries, fears, doubts, without plans of any sort, to say no more than, "I AM HERE" and to feel it so, simply and truly — is an act of faith, an exercise in openness, attentiveness, devotion. It will shape your soul to meet the Friend of your heart.
