“The language of God is silence” – Rumi

Gather around,
in two’s, three’s, and four’s,
at sundown,
on the last day of fall.

Gather around,
and hold each other’s hearts.
There is but one yearning.

Gather around,
and listen to the sad song of life.

Gather around,
and hear the silent flute of destiny.

Gather around,
in two’s, three’s, and four’s,
and listen…

Can you hear the whisper of the One?