“Whisper
to Me, Father”
cji
4/18/17
Often
times when very young
walking miles
upon untold miles
back roads
and dark at night
needing
comfort calling Father
‘whisper
to me, Father’ quiet
then walking
further, darker
conversing
with my brother
feeling
more comfortable in him
not sure
I was worthy of Father
thoughts
flooding my mind
quietly
the still small voice
comforting
me always then
requiring
me to have faith
then
unlocking my feelings
to the
promptings of Spirit
when
running towards home
not here
but so far away
only a
distant memory then
needing
Father’s reassurance
walking
miles upon untold miles
often
times when very young!
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