The Voice

Whose voice is this that awakens me from a deep sleep, irresistibly pushing me out of my comfortable bed? It only spoke once, this voice so deep, but it echoes countless times in my head. Its noble sound so electrifying, soothing, strong. Now I’m brimming over with cheerful whistles all day long like a bird that escaped from the fowler's snare, I don’t have a care. Whose voice is this that suddenly opens my eyes? My visual senses energise, with a strength of vision that’s new. And, lo, a spectacular view! I see an eagle with piercing eyes flying high in deep blue skies. Suddenly the eagle and I are one, swept in ecstasy toward the sun. To the heights of heaven, I see a pearly gate with a mirror and the number seven. I’m in awe as I see a man in the mirror looking back at me. He holds a pen and a book with magic words and I take a look. Then he speaks with that voice so deep telling me to go back to sleep and promising answers as life goes on in my dreams and in a song. A Collaboration By: CP Collins and Carole O'Terry Duet Copyright: Feb. 21, 2017 "All Rights Reserved"