that whisper


That whisper …
It is the brush of the Holy One upon my soul,
It is the kiss upon my cheek
That wakes my spirit to the day.


That wonder,
That gasp and sigh,
That aching hope,
That tear,
They are mine in response.

Do you not know?

I think you do.
The call of beauty
Cannot be ignored.

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