The Whisper -Well Traveled Feet-

This journey toward the moutains; a last walk, taken alone. A final climb toward the arms of God's heavenly home. Not a footprint is left. Her faithful love, navigates the way. Although our hearts are breaking; We know, she can not stay. She hears her name being whispered. Her heart penetrated by rays of His merciful light. He is calling her name! His love like a magnet; She travels His way. The whisper grows louder. From beyond those distant mountains. Just out of human sight. Only the called souls, can see; The glory awaiting thee. Her job here is nearly complete. One journey remains for these well traveled feet. She will walk; towards those moutains. Choirs of Angels guiding the way. A final journey; taken alone. Human hearts can not stay. No footprints are left. Her soul has arrived. Heaven rejoices as she steps inside.