The Listener


God speaks
in whispers
I pray for ears
ready to listen
for his words
for their blessing
God speaks
I listen
I receive joy
that surpasses understanding
a euphoria feeling
for God speaks
I listen
his breath is the air
over mountains
his song
plays in the rivers running down them
his kiss
is on the warmest of breezes
God speaks
I listen
his words magical,
from the mouths of mystics
of his love
that truly surrounds us
God speaks
I listen
this earth, my church
each moment a sermon
if I but listen
may I but stop
stop and listen

Michelle

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