Amongst the soft rustle of the winds, God is
gently whispering. Don't rush time can have so much
to say, if you listen to the hush. Within the children's
laughter, he can sing. There's so many echos of heaven
he can bring. In how a sudden sway, a branch can seem to
be lifted by angels wings. Or at times the stars can seem
to dance, to a song deep within. Or maybe through the voice
of an elder or a kin, his message can kindly ring. Or with
in the flicker of a candles light he may spark, a sudden
feeling that brings such a peace to a night so dark. In so
many ways his love he does send, if we just open our hearts
he longs to be our friend. He's knocking, if we'll just
let him in.
'In so many ways his love he does send, if we just open our hearts he longs to be our friend. He's knocking, if we'll just let him in.' - If we take one step towards Him, He will advance by ten towards us. We must take some 'time out' from our daily schedule and meditate over the signs that God sends us. Loved your poem, Rebecca.
Great poem. I had to come back and read it again. Thank you for your recent comment on my poem " Never-Changing Hills" .
He always sends message of love and peace and brotherhood. Only we should listen to them. A very nice poem and very nicely crafted. Thanks for sharing.
So true. God is there and wants nothing more than for us to obey his commandments so that we can be worthy to return to Him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really beautiful! " Amongst the soft rustle of the winds, God is gently whispering. Don't rush time can have so much to say, if you listen to the hush" ...Wonderful!