whisper come and gone

i'll be but a echo

floating in and out

proclaiming hope

lifting up peace

giving praise

in broken lives i touch

instrument of Redeemer

for season come and go

but i always feel a hint of winter

no one else knows

off again i go

whispering

but never staying long

(i'm not meant to)

eternity is my hearts song

 
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Deva

Order to the spiritual world

Lovely to co-exist with such things

The body brings joy to spirits

And spirits bring joy to us peoples

Whispers echo lovely in the mind

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Your poem has good clarity

And I am happy to have read it