I Heard a Voice In Night-Time Calling
I heard a voice in the night-time calling
As soft and gentle as a summer breeze.
I heard a voice in the night-time calling
It flowed about me as a gentle wind through the trees.
I heard a voice in the night-time calling
One that was as clear as a lark in the trees.
A sound that made me wonder,
If the call was coming on a far-off breeze.
My heart leapt at the sound
So gentle and yet so real.
It made me wonder if I was dreaming,
It all seemed just so surreal.
I heard a voice in the night-time calling,
As soft and gentle as a summer breeze,
I rose in the night, looked far and near,
And answering said, "I am here".
When a voice is heard in the night-time calling
As soft and gentle as a summer breeze.
When a voice is heard in the night-time calling
That it seems to flow as a gentle wind through the trees.
It is a voice calling each of us
A voice from far, yet so near.
It is the voice of the blessed one
Seeking - one to come here.
Copyright © Richard Moriarty | Year Posted 2011
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