Not the sound of a cock crowing
I listen for the sound
Not the sound of Pilate washing his hands
I listen for the sound
Not the sound of a whip lashing an innocent back
I listen for the sound
Not the sound of thuds as a soldiers fist smashes cheek and bone
I listen for the sound
Not the sound of a cross dragged, gravelling through cobbled streets
I listen for the sound
Is it the sound of dice thrown by greedy hands
I listen for the sound
Is it the sound of nails driven in by vicious hands
I listen for the sound
Is it the sound of tears from a mother in comforting hands
I listen for the sound
Is it the sound of thunder introducing a sky of black pitch
I listen for the sound
Is it the sound of a curtain ripped to shreds in the heart and in the temple
I listen for the sound
Is it the voice that says “Forgive them for they know not what they do”
I listen for the sound
The sound that says IT IS FINISHED.
Cleaning, Clutter and Half-Eaten Elephants
Clarity comes from seeing things afresh and removing the clutter that has been stopping us from making informed life decisions. And when we say informed, it’s not just in relation to the wise use of the resources and space around us.
Very Profound Andrew.