Friday, October 2, 2009

My favorite poem...



Whispers


The man whispered, "God, speak to me"
and a meadowlark sang.
But, the man did not hear.

So the man yelled, "God, speak to me"
and the thunder rolled across the sky.
But, the man did not listen.

The man looked around and said,
"God let me see you."
And a star shined brightly.
But the man did not see.

And, the man shouted,
"God show me a miracle."
And a life was born.
But, the man did not notice.

So, the man cried out in despair,
"Touch me God, and let me know you are here."
Whereupon, God reached
down and touched the man.
But, the man brushed the butterfly away ...
and walked on

<3

9 comments:

Sandy said...

This is beautiful... xoxoxo

Natalie said...

I love that. The photo is beautiful too.xx♥

steven said...

hello nollyposh, a veiled reminder to be aware of the gift of everything no matter what, when , why, or how it arrives. thanks for the poem - it's new to me. steven

PhilipH said...

None so blind as those ... etc

Beautiful poem, new to me too.

Barry said...

I think I've been that man, Nolly.

But not lately.

That is a beautiful and instructive poem. No wonder it's your favourite.

Daria said...

How true ... we just don't notice.

nollyposh said...

Yes me too Barry... Now get back to your ~holiday!~ X;-)

~Thanks~ for dropping by guys xox

Julie said...

Very nice.

Lydia said...

Beautiful.