I listen to rain’s soft drops, come to Mark Nepo’s Seven Thousand Ways to Listen: Staying Close to What Is Sacred and read that there are over seven thousand living languages on Earth.  Might there then be seven thousand ways to listen.  

I pause, welcoming and allowing breathing to flow. Tissues wake and skin tunes. Reception opens antennae like eyes.  

Abraham Heschel:

[We] will not perish for want of information;

but only for want of appreciation …  What we lack is not

a will to believe but a will to wonder …. Reverence is one

of [our] answers to the presence of mystery.