Sing
Sitting in my room I sigh
‘What kind of life is this?’
A supernatural song fills my mind
Suddenly I'm not alone
An angel stands before me
Words are useless
And thought are gone
One idea is left
Sing
Sing
Where this was coming from I do not know
But I obey
My mouth opens
And out flow words and notes not of my knowledge
The song continues
Though there is no music
Abruptly the lyrics stop their movement
The angel steps forward
And I fall on my knees
He touches my head and smiles
'This is God's gift
Use it to its fullest'
My head falls and I sob
'My lips are unclean
My heart is impure
I am unholy'
The angels lifts my face
He touches my lips and my heart
'You are clean
You are pure
You are holy'
Tears fill my eyes
And a lump forms in my throat
Words are unused
Unneeded
Copyright © Kristi Johnson | Year Posted 2007
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