I heard the voice of God today
As winter rustled through feathers
It was an awesome sound, arriving with Canada geese in spearhead formation
Directly overhead
Oh, So Close!

Thousands of times I have glanced on high
And watched them stroke the wind
Rowing ever forward as if heaving to some unheralded drummer
But never before did they pass directly over my head,
And, Oh So Close I thought I might stretch out my hand
To skim their soft white bellies as they swept passed

It was not until that moment I knew such a sound existed;
The dancing of wind through feathered wings
An awesome sound, directly overhead for barely a second,
Then swiftly rippling away
And all I could think was how very, very beautiful a sound it had been
Surely this must be the sound of God’s voice, humming on a winter’s afternoon
And certainly I will never be the same after having heard it.