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In a Whispered Voice

I looked out in a forest and the constellation Taurus, searching for some sign of He who made this world and you and me. I searched the fields that grew the grain and peered inside a drop of rain, trying to find the illusive Mind that made the universe, and time. I searched high hills and mountain peaks and dug down low to hear earth speak, about everything I was looking for but nothing opened wide the door. Then I looked inside a flower petal and atoms flying 'round in metals, and took to reading ancient history but only found more misery and mystery. Then I swam in waters deep where oceans end and sailors' sleep, then up again to sky and wind finding no answers, there again. I searched the sunshine and the shade and every blade of grass He made, and all the birds that I like best but nothing quenched my futile quest. Until I closed my eyes one night and prayed to Him to give me sight, to see his face and lift me up to give me strength and fill my cup. With all the faith as a child I had but lost along life’s winding path, until found again one prayer-filled morn in a whispered voice, I was reborn.

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Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 8/13/2022 8:59:00 AM

Amazing what prayer can do for the soul. Thank you for sharing this wonderful Faith filled poem, it truly is uplifting. Have a blessed day dear poet

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/13/2022 12:26:00 PM

Dear Mystic Rose, if I didn't mention it earlier my mother's name was Rose, and she was as sweet and kind as you are. I'm overjoyed that you stopped by to visit, read and comment so positively on "In a Whispered Voice." So glad you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed penning it. I owe you one so expect a visit soon. Until then, Write On, Terry

Harry Horsman

Date: 8/11/2022 8:04:00 PM

the poetry gives so much hope to ever reads it, one amazing journey, Terrell.

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/13/2022 12:18:00 PM

Harry, I can't thank you enough for stopping by, reading and leaving your thoughts concerning this poem. I'm glad we could connect and look forward to future connections with you as well. I'll visit your page shortly. Until then, Write On, Terry

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/10/2022 11:25:00 AM

wow, this would be a life-altering experience, one which I personally have never had. I really like the imagery in your poem.

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/13/2022 12:15:00 PM

Hi Andrea. Thank you for your thoughts on the matter and to be perfectly honest, it's just a poem and not a complete description of my conversion. I've been a Christian for about as long as I remember but have certainly stumbled along the way as everybody does. Still, I've been feeling closer to "Him" lately through reading, studying and writing (both poetry and in my journal) and this poem was an easy expression of my recent thoughts & feelings. Thanks again, Terry

Jenna Logan

Date: 8/10/2022 8:30:00 AM

Terry, If we have faith in Him, we have no need to search, for He lives inside our hearts, and He is always available to us. I truly enjoyed reading your poem. Your poetry flows with the cadence of a metronome.

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/13/2022 12:07:00 PM

Thank you for the kind comments as usual, Jenna. Your visits and thoughts are always music to ears. And I completely agree with your assessment that "He lives inside our hearts, and He is always available to us." Thanks again & I'll visit soon. Cheerios, Terry

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/10/2022 6:15:00 AM

Great ending to your search. Finally coming to terms with the real reason for our existence is in a relationship with the One Who made us. I enjoyed reading your lines this morning. Your visit to my page was uplifting. Sara

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/10/2022 6:21:00 AM

Thank you, Sara. My visit to your page was no less uplifting as well. Have a beautiful day reading and writing! All the best, Terry

Michael Tor

Date: 8/9/2022 7:39:00 PM

Terry I am so happy you came back to him. Love your poetry and the ending was the icing on the cake. Well done my friend. The Prodigal Son this reminds me how he left and came back to his father and god who is always knowcking at your door. god bless you Terry, and thank you for sharing.

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/10/2022 5:46:00 AM

Thank you, Michael. I always appreciate your unique insight. Write on, Terry

Susan Ashley

Date: 8/9/2022 6:09:00 PM

Dear Terrell, such an exquisite quest! Your lush rhythmic musings are filled with beautiful emotions and amazing imagery; “I peered inside a drop of rain” - simply stunning.. and “dug down low to hear earth speak” - wow! But every verse is inspiring in this wonderful poem.. and, such a great line for a grand finale as well! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/10/2022 5:51:00 AM

Hi Susan, I'm so pleased that you found the imagery as moving as I did while writing it. Occasionally we find unexpected inspiration, the origin of which never ceases to amaze me. Thank you for reading and sharing your high praised yet undeserved accolades. Warmest regards, Terry

Silpika Kalita

Date: 8/9/2022 4:57:00 PM

What majestic pragmatic reflective philosophical share, praiseworthy spontaneous contemplative flow ... Silpika

Terrell Martin
Date: 8/9/2022 5:10:00 PM

Thank you, Silpika! But I find your extraordinarily complimentary comment by far more poetically "majestic" than anything I've written here. But again, "thank you" is never enough to express my sincere gratitude for your time and interest. Hope to visit you soon. Bountiful blessings, Terry