Whisper
As I stand here amidst the trees,
Surrounded by Mother Natures beauty,
I can hear a faint whisper in the wind
I strain and struggle to hear whats being said
to make out just one word or a single syllable
The whisper it seems to surround me
Above, below, inside and out
This whisper is all around and through me
Is it a sign from some higher power?
Some sort of universal knowledge?
Or A magical message from the Divine?
Could it be God revealing His secrets
Revealing final outcomes, providing answers to life's questions?
Perhaps it's the Fairies calling out to me or
the breeze through the trees singing natures harmonious song.
Where ever this whisper comes from,
I feel it in my heart and soul
I listened so intently but cannot tell you what was said
My spirit heard and hung on every word
I will heed and follow where ever it may lead.
Copyright © Mary Taylor | Year Posted 2020
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