I Hear a Whisper

April 11, 2008
By Frank Gaetani, Lynbrook, NY

I hear a whisper, soft and fragile
It fades away too fast
I hear a sound that brings new life
I hear a sound that makes the world right

I hear the noise, never heard
A question to myself
Unsolved, yet answered

Someone is calling for me to take me up
There is a flower in the garden springing into new life
The world is starting to change a bit

The noise I hear is not a whine
It's not a yell
It's not a call
It's a prayer through life
It's the song from the Angels down to Earth

When God Whispers My Name...
The whole world freezes and begins again

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