His Voice

In ocean waves

And newborn babes

In rain that falls

Leads to thunder’s wake


In choirs that sing

Birds wake the day

Even city streets

Announce the name


Of the creator

In each little thing

So many ways

His voice rings


In subtle whispers

Shared between two

Or raucous laughter

That shakes the room


His voice carries 

Beyond Heaven’s Gates

He brings the storm

As the universe quakes


And when his voice

Comes amidst the still

I tremble and realize

His voice echoes like the hills


That bear his name.



08/24/26

clc



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