Barry Middleton


A Quiet Voice - Poem by Barry Middleton

the voice is quieter now
but it is always near

it whispers from the trees
defeating every fear

it beckons me to come
and rest there in the wood

someday I know I will
someday I know I should

and I will not resist
the counsel of the shade

the voice is waiting there
as pain and sorrows fade

it comforts me to know
it speaks to me of fate

it whispers from the wood
where ferns and lilies wait

Topic(s) of this poem: fate, nature, poetry, eternity


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, September 19, 2016


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