I am listening to now

I am listening to now

I hear the muscles in my bowels

Doing it’s digestive duties

I hear the breathing of life,

I listen as the air rushes into my nostrils

And fill my lung cavity

I hear the beating of my heart

And it’s attempt to keep pace

With it’s own perceptions of life

And it does well

I hear the bird in the wood

Calling to the day

Letting all know that life speaks

Volumes

I hear the stillness of that very wood

And the reaching of every limb

Of every Tree

To the heavens

I hear the sneaking yet not silent footsteps of thought

Tickling my consciousness to come to play with them

This day

I smile

I hear my expectations

Wailing for fulfillment

Crying against it’s own limitedness to dream

So i let them go

That i may re-create them

More grander than before

And again i smile

I hear delusions being manufactured

In a concept of peace within

But is it ?

I hear your call for this same

I hear God speaking

Am i He

Am i She

Or

Am i simply me

Manifest ?

I hear the evolution of past to now

And somehow it is believable

For at one time

That now was conceivable

As it is “Now”

And hear i am

Hearing the footsteps already expressed

That i address through this time’s illusion

Amidst the confusion

That which i ignored

I hear this smile on my face

Humming along

Singing the song

Of Universes yet to be born

And birth them “I” will

That we may ever seek

I hear this week is gone

Yet it is still awakening

In lessons

Yet to be embraced

I hear the approach of Chance

And i listen as it

Knocks upon the door of opportunity

And i pay attention

As they greet each other

With indifferent salutations

To the dawn

I hear the soft footsteps in the Garden

As we creep through life

Wanting to Dance

But our limbs are frozen in fear

Wanting to sing

But doubt paralyzes our voices

Yet i hear you

I hear me

I hear the calling

For sleep

And that call we all will answer

Won’t we

I hear the warmth in my ears

As the blood rushes to my lobes of consciousness

To attune my listening prowess

And as i said

I hear God in all things

Do you

Are you listening

I Am

You Are

The I Am

Are we not

When we listen

Within

I am listening to now

© 15 February 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.