Great Spirit

Great Spirit

Beyond my window
Song of leaves
Washed by the wind,
Reaches me
In spite of distance,
Grey dove coos a
Clear note
From a nearby sill,
I am praying and it is clear
That we are all one,
From beyond this window
I receive those leaves
Swishing, tinkering
Enchantment, and then
those cast adrift add
Their voice
Scuttling along the ground.
Everything is giving
And receiving,
Even when you feel
most alone,
Listen deeply,
For a voice,
The Almighty Great Spirit
Is always with you.