As I drove home past tree after tree I began to wonder about they’re plight and that age old question…..
If a tree falls in the woods does it makes a sound?
Is the lone troubadour heard as he plays into the foggy night?
Does the forsaken child make a sound in her abandonment?
Was the Son of man heard as he took his final breathes upon that tree?
Does the weeping of the lonely man penetrate an ear?
Depends on who’s listening.
But The God of all hears his creation grown.
He listens intimately to all that he gave power to make sound.
I am heard.