Darren Watson Poet Rhyme

Whispers of Love

The local priest asked me to pray 
I did but I had doubt
For a while I lost my way
and I was holding out .

For me there could be no relenting 
I had yet to learn how to grieve
There could be no repenting 
because I had ceased to believe .

I was angry and hurting 
and to my eternal shame 
From the truth I won't be skirting 
Even the good lord got the blame.

In my mothers house feeling sorry for myself
Sorting through the things that charities might sell
I reached up to the cupboards top shelf
and my mum's favourite CD fell.

Then and there on the radio 
I heard her favourite hymn '' how great thou art ''
Why I started to cry i'll never know 
but I opened up my heart .

In the car on my way home 
Tears streaming down my face 
That hymn now played for me alone 
The good Lord I once more embrace .

I know my mother is happy in her new residency
and is now an angel in heaven high above
To me that song was her sending me 
The whispering of a mothers love .

I've opened my heart and found my way
Though I admit I'm just a man 
but now when I kneel down to pray 
I know the Good Lord understands.

By Darren Watson
01/04/2014
For the Whispers of love contest.
Sponsor . Gail Angel Doyle.

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Jan Allison July 10, 2014 at 6:01 PM Just come across this one Darren a wonderful picture of the man you are shows a sense of vulnerability few would share. Hugs Jan xx

Dr. Upma A. Sharma May 20, 2014 at 5:53 AM Wonderfully great Darren ! loved this one especially the first two n the last stanzas ,,, congrats on huge win !

Anne-Lise Andresen May 20, 2014 at 3:57 AM - Congratulations on your well deserved 7th place, Darren - Have a great day! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Tim Smith May 19, 2014 at 9:10 PM A gentle and loving piece Darren...Congrats on the win

Tanya Singleton April 9, 2014 at 6:29 PM love your poem beautiful

Andrea Dietrich April 2, 2014 at 1:21 AM wow, this is SO good, Darren. Showing a vulnerable side to yourself willing to submit to the Lord. To just pray and be able to find solace. Gail should love this one!!

Toquyen Harrell April 1, 2014 at 9:26 AM Thanks for sharing your heart, Darren. God meets us at an unexpected place, at a moment when we need him the most but He always finds us. Yours is truly a blessing :) Darren Watson April 1, 2014 at 10:49 AM I'm not a deeply religious man Toquyen , I don't need a church to pray but I do pop into York minster now and again , There is a quiet corner there where I can pour my heart out , Thank you for the comment.