What Fools We Are!

we who would talk to god... yet cannot understand the language of trees, cannot read the scriptures written in grasses, dont even know what the sky tastes like! terrified by the silence of mountains, we run barking and braying to priests hidden behind walls! never hearing the words whispered in the eyes of the dog, never feeling the passion inside the turtle's shell... what fools we are, running from a few drops of rain, building great fires to ward off darkness... we know not who we are, or from whence we came... what fools we are!