The sounding of the Sacred

I have touched all the atoms, the molecules, the air
I have sensed all the presence of the angels everywhere
Pondering the vastness of the Divine One, I sing
Let us be His true messengers and respect everything...

In the morning, in the evening, in every moment of time
I can hear the Eternal whisper; it moves me to rhyme
Where ever I am present and in whatever I may do
The sounding of the Sacred keeps pouring on through...

Though the world may surround me with its voices so loud
And the society shout out to me with the strength of a crowd
My spirit will be continuing in its silence and its love
Of the One Who is echoing in me,,, His Messages from above...