I've needed less prayer
to hear Your voice.
Less noise and fewer lists.
I've needed more quiet
and in long stretches.
I've needed more rest.
I've needed to weep
and to laugh
freely and quickly.
I've needed birdsong and cellos.
A gentle breeze and a quiet whisper.
A mountain meadow and a solitary tree.
And then, and only then,
I wanted You.