Listening Finally

For years I let the jangle
Fill up my ears with noise

And things that seemed so precious

A useless pack of toys.

When all along the Saviour

Was whispering from behind

With words of comfort, rescue

To free my heart and mind.

But circumstances pushed me

And fear of men held sway

And old routines still bound me

With just no time to pray.

Until a certain crisis

Without the means to cope

And all the paths of mortals

Quite destitute of hope.

Yes, then His voice came louder

As I was wont to hear

My Friend so close, neglected

Spoke faith into my fear.

And Jesus healed my deafness

With mercy’s strange alloy

My new delight to listen

His Voice my crowning joy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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September 16, 2026 at 6:39 AM
I've really been enjoying your poem and the emotions and imagery were so vivid that i could easily picture them as beautiful illustration. I'm a commission-based manga/webtoon artist, and I'd love to help bring your story to life if you're ever interested. Feel free to reach out at gm@il : akiracomicart2@ or on inst@ akiraa_artly
Agustin Avatar
April 10, 2024 at 8:34 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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