They say you’re available on certain conditions. Quiet ones. That if I can find an air of tranquility it carries that still small voice.
But I don’t do quiet, stillness. I am not tranquil except when I am asleep and then I am not available as far as I know.
So, what's the chance of a still big voice in the noise, of hearing you in the roaring traffic, the screaming meal-time, the crowded train, the supermarket queue, the smoky, throbbing bar?
I know that time you weren’t in the fire, the storm. But everyone’s different. Maybe Elijah was better at quiet.
You’re usually quiet. I’m usually wired. If I try for your silence. perhaps you could try for my noise.
Your place or mine? I know they say you’re in the country, but maybe we could meet in town….......... "
