Whispers…

Rustled like the tender reed 

My soul falters in the slightest breeze

My hope weary

Barely hanging on 

Lost in chaos 

Forgetting the one

Who sent that whisper

On the wind

Eyes surrender

Breathe deep

and begin


to pray.


Might as the oaks that reach

Toward the sky

Seem to always seek

But they move gently

In that same brisk wind

Guess we all

Get to contend

With the rustling heart 

Tears, Joy,

Even when we’re sad


All of heaven

All of earth

Surrender

To the holy word


Whispered on the wind.


11/02/25

clc


“When I am afraid, I will put my trust in You.”

Psalms‬ ‭56‬:‭3‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬



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