Joy Flowered Warmly Golden Poem by Margaret Alice

Found the key to unlock my lonely soul,
I was empty, no words could reach me,
then found four voices softly whispering,
within their sweet whispers my heart
took courage

I looked everywhere for a key to open up
the channel to my soul, no author seemed
to reach me, I looked in my books in vain
and loped off to the library, felt the angry
whispers of clashing authors

Followed the feeling guiding in my heart,
intuition leading bravely in spite of my
attempts to stamp it out, ignoring all
that seemed to shock and hurt,
finding spiritual guidance

Suddenly the whispering voice from a book
brought my spirit home, opened up the path
to my lonely soul, straight from there to my
fearful heart, the whispering became over-
powering, joy flowered

Warmly golden in my heart…