Invisible Touch

A beautiful morning.. with the sun rising majestically.. compelling bewitching my heart.. and myriad hearts that perceive this fresh miracle everyday.. mute witnesses that break out into a song that tunes into the language of the heart.. there is a hush.. maybe it is within me.. humbled by this divine experience.. this silent gift that we leave unopened.. shutting the doors and windows of our self.. we hanker after the need of the moment.. unaware of the music of love all around we crave a satiation that we can hold on to.. in the visibility of love hides its invisible touch.. if only we can feel it.. every moment holds the love we seek..the experience of love in a moment.. is more profound than a lifetime of holding on to it.. even the birds echo the hush within.. calling out in muted wonder.. waiting expectantly to hear the song in my heart.. can hear the distant bells ringing in a temple far away.. creating vibrations that beckon us to tune in to a prayer.. a worship.. a sanctity.. a touch..