🌞📜Psalm 19: The Sky Still Speaks

retransmitted by Virgin Monk Boy after looking up from the screen, noticing a crow, and remembering he has a body

1
The sky isn’t quiet
You just forgot how to listen

Every ray of light
Every crow’s arc
Every trembling leaf
is a psalm with no punctuation
no pretense
no filter

2
They speak in a language deeper than words
They pour out clarity without demanding comprehension
They sing only what they are
and that is enough

3
Creation is not a sermon
It’s a presence
It offers itself
without clawing for attention

4
The sun doesn’t apologize for being radiant
It runs its course with joy
like a dancer who never questions if the world is watching

5
And somewhere in that rhythm
your own heart remembers
the laws not written in ink
but carved into breath and blood

6
These teachings are not about control
They are invitations
to stop pretending you are separate
from the goodness that made you

7
The Holy One is not grading you
but guiding you
back to the part of yourself
that still shines

8
Let the old words be mirrors
Let the commandments be tuning forks
Let the whole tradition be compost
for something living to rise again

9
May my words not be performance
May my silence not be avoidance
May what I offer be real

10
And if there is a flaw in me
(which there is)
Let it be melted in sunlight
not smashed with shame

11
For you, Love, are the listener
and the light
the witness
and the warmth

12
May this day be holy
Not because I crushed it
but because I remembered
You were in it

—Virgin Monk Boy
(who once tried to impress the sun
and now just lets it warm his face)

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