cheryl davis miller
A Hearing Ear - Poem by cheryl davis miller
The 'Hearing Ear' is a precious tool.
It saves us from playing the fool.
It is a gift yet with a dear price.
Just having ears will not suffice.
It's not enough to have ear canals.
They must be tuned to dis-avowel.
All that would ever our Life Source drain,
That only Life would then remain.
A teachable heart and ears that Hear.
Are that which calls the Master near.
To whisper secrets and make them clear
His plans to any Hearing Ear.
That they may in-turn divulge His heart.
His mercy, grace and love impart.
To those who yet have no ears to hear.
That they may gain a Hearing Ear.
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