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.
Copyright © Danielle Fenske | Year Posted 2016
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