Naturally Speaking
Was in a voice that I found God
In a kind tone that I found odd
Carried on the whispering wind
Speaking beautifully in the end
Was in a tome, I read downtrodden
Was in a voice that I found God
Hidden yet open amongst the pages
Full of his truth and unearthly graces
Ruled by dialects and languages
Enslaving all our human anguishes
Was in a voice that I found God
A preacher humbled me with but a nod
Tempests sway, swirl round the tower
Babel's peak speaking volumes an hour
Here, speaking naturally, this is why
It was in a voice that I found god
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Tim B | Year Posted 2011
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