L C Vieira

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A Whisper Speaks - Poem by L C Vieira

A whisper spoke unto my heart
I turned away, I would not start
a path I could not finish.

A shout rang out to call me back,
I held my ears - another track
would be my chosen dwelling.

A hand touched mine when I cried here,
I pushed away, yet did not fear
another hand would guide me.

Tears mixed with mine, but I with pride
would look elsewhere, my eyes to hide
the gentle face upon me.

A whisper spoke, and on my knees
I heard it through my cries and pleas,
the whisper softly holding me.

I know the voice within my heart,
the voice of God calls me apart
a sinner so beloved.

A whisper speaks to all who hear
of sin and death, and still come near
to drink of Life Eternal.

(1981,2013)


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013


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