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