Who are you then?... I am only someone shouting in the desert, 'Get the road ready for the Lord!' John 1:21,23

Woman with a pink, Rembrandt

Ask the world to reveal its quietude - not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which birdsongs, trees, belworts, snails, clouds, storms become what they are, and are nothing else. Wendell Berry, Sabbaths 2001 III

Who am I? I am, simply

John's response suggests some integration, a simplicity and clarity that is shorn of camouflage, understatement or exaggeration. As I listen to this question and this response within me what desire or challenge is stirred within me? Is there a prayer or action that emerges?