It is everywhere. Sometimes it is welcome; other times not so much. It has the power to move us to tears or to dance. It is full of mystery. It fills the world with emotion. If we cannot hear it, we can feel it. And when we can hear it, each of us feels something different. Every living soul is rooted in it. There is no right or wrong way to experience it.
I am speaking of music, but I could be speaking of God.
2 thoughts on “Kindred Spirits”
God the Holy Spirit for sure. The photo makes me think of Psalm 19:1–“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”
Yes, that’s a beautiful Psalm.