Your language of love

Words dance into space
bouncing off satellites:
my voice rocketing
through the stratosphere here
ricocheting into your ear there.
Your thumbs type text
and even as you press send,
I receive your message.
Across the miles
the image of your presence
hovers on my screen,
our voices intertwining on this internet.
My grandparents were as proud
of their telegraph, reliable mail service,
and the wonder of the telephone.

And for all this, Lord,
are we better connected?
Has all this technology
enabled us to live more peacefully,
more in tune with one another?
Have all our inventions
increased our capacity for compassion
or changed the desires of our hearts?
As our means of communication
increase in clarity and capacity
and speed and sophistication,
touch our hearts.
May our longing to reach one another
be matched by our yearning
to learn your language of love.