Whisper Poem by Kostas Lagos
Whisper
How can you talk to people about God
When you don't hear His voice in the cicadas' singing?
How can you immerse yourself in ongoing prayer
When the melody of crickets doesn't bring you in katanyxis?
How can you leave the world's worries
When you don't envy a snakeskin?
How can you teach about humility and simplicity
When the life of the sparrow seems so strange to you?
Listen to God as He whispers
And stop shouting to others about Him.
Excellent point with which to end your poem: listen to God, whoever or whatever He/She is, and stop trying to prostylatize/convert others to your way of thinking.
Thank you Dennis! It is the way of life that should convert not the words
I've read this poem a second time today, and find I enjoy it even more now. That tells you something!
Great concept, greater is the way it gets conveyed. I miss Fr. Kostas Lagos this site
I came here after reading my poem The Joy Chronicles Part 2---and oh how your poem sings and my poem drags its feet---just really God-breathed talent in this poem, Kostas---5 stara and faved
I keep going back to this poem and finding God manifested in it. ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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'When you don't hear His voice in the cicadas' singing? ' hearing the soft sound of water whispering, a mountain creek summer day bubbling, the sound of leaves falling; it is so easy to hear the sound of God in nature, much harder to listen to the sound of materialism humanity