Sherwin Balbuena Poet Rhyme

My Calling

I heard a voice, a whisper
As I walked towards my home
I found there was no other
One to talk for I was lone

The voice, as loud as thunder
Yet as sweet as birds that sing,
Must've been heard by Shem's father
When he dreamt about drowning

I stood there full of wonder
As I cried in reverence
Felt the weight on my shoulder
For the work had started hence

My hands could grab the chances
Leading to that Perfect Dream
This path had made my paces
Work as planned. So it would seem!

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Beata Agustin December 11, 2024 at 9:40 PM 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.