my thoughts travel toward you at the speed of light
unimpeded by wind, rain, forest or mountain
stretching over the distance effortlessly
gliding on nothing but the force of my will
they bring you hopes of well being
wishes of joy and thoughts of God's peace
did you feel them
did you see them
did you hear them
no
are these ethereal blessings of any value
i offer something a bit more tangible
bits and bytes of binary code
borne on currents of electrons
meaningless save for the intent behind them
less concrete than putting ink to paper
voices across air and wire are a poor substitute
for a smile, a laugh, an embrace
physical presence can bring tactile pleasures
but fulfillment is spirit touching spirit
Perhaps tangible things are not so real and lasting as we imagine and that which we call ethereal is the greater reality and eternal. Perhaps the greatest of all that we do and create is only a shadow of what really is – a chasing of the wind – a child with a toddler's vocabulary trying to describe the Grand Canyon to a blind man – an imperfect physical attempt at expressing the unfathomable, spiritual things that we are incapable of understanding, much less explaining or creating.
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