Three Times I Heard God Whisper // Day 26

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Whisper was the hushing of my babies at my breast

The longing to sooth with which I swaddles them.

Whisper was the New Mexico blue morning, dry and star-speckled

As I stretched my arms to God on an arid steppe.

Whisper was a Savior seeing one woman on her knees saying, “See me.”

He answered softly.

This post is Day 26 of 31 Days of Poetry.

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October 26, 2015