Can you hear?

I can hear the world outside,

the windows are open

and the day has begun it's endless, restless chatter.

A dog, barking alone

yowling cats

the sprinkle of rain

on the tin,

traffic,

the groan of buses,

trucks and cars.

the wind,

the trees,

birds,

life with it's sounds

and it's noise.

inside?

inside there is peace,

stillness

even when I hear my own familiar voice,

nattering away.

Inside?

my heart is quiet,

rest

and home.

I am graced.

I am loved.

I am under the deluge

of an extraordinary gift.

Wrapped in flesh,

he appeared,

unannounced ,

almost entirely unrecognisable.

Laughing,

smiling,

bleeding,

dying.