Sometimes, I think
The song has gone
The melody sunk
Into the sand
Along the desert shore.
Yet within the silence
I can just make out
A note of lightness
That would cheat the ear
Just the echo of a call.
A reed blowing in the wind
A lone feint sigh
A single plaintive note
A rising cadence
Just about to fall.
It settled in my soul
And whispered
Faith is all.
JL Second Sunday in Advent 2011 12:38
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