Listening to the Still, Small Voice of God

I woke up this blessed morn

with so many things to do.

send an email, start a book,

finish your work and see it through

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Pushing aside these worried thoughts,

I climbed the set of stairs

leading to my private room

and The Course of study there

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Opening the sacred book,

with words I’ve found divine,

I opened to the bookmarked page,

to the lesson numbered Forty-Nine

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As I sat with bated breath

wondering what this day would bring

What wisdom would I find inside

What words would cause my heart to sing?

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The Voice of God, the message read,

speaks all throughout the day

And you can learn to hear it too

if in peace you long to stay

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Devote to this 4 times, you will

Repeat it often on the day

And to a place of warmth and love

you will see the way

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Hearing Voices? Rings in my head

Surely you are mad

If any hear you speak of this

they’ll fear that you’ve been had!

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There are things both false and true

things of right and wrong

And that voice speaking to me now

is but the ego’s song

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So sitting down in my usual place,

a bed bought for my dogs,

I started with the idea above

in hopes of lifting up my fog

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Setting my watch for five minutes time

I began at once my quest

growing calm my frenzied mind

in closure, my eyelids rest

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Past the din of guilt and fear

the questions of my worth

sinking into that place of peace

lying deep within the earth

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As my worldly cares dissolved

a quiet voice came to be

I give you now in poetic form

the message relayed to me

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Dear Child, intoned the voice

Do not be afraid

The way to heaven is now clear

The path, it has been laid

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stirring me from this peaceful bliss,

my watch did gently shake

A reminder that I was to return

to the world of the awake

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Resisting the call of the world of dreams,

my tears did softly flow

I love being here with you so much

I do not wish to go

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Softly as the winter snow,

soothing all my fear,

in a tone brighter than the sun,

the Voice of God spoke clear

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Everything is right, my Son

This lesson you will learn

Within your soul, I am always

and at any time you may return

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