Hi Vicki,
Beautiful. Oh, that we all may have that communion with the Savior.
Vinny
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From: "Vicki and The Rors" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, April 25, 2004 12:51 PM
Subject: short poem


> Voice in the Night
>
> In the long night that feels like dawn will never come
> In the hours of sober silence
> In the dark of the dark
> I turn my heart to the light of lights
> The light of the world.
>
> And he speaks with a voice like a cricket song
> With a voice like a sudden heightened gust of wind
> With a voice deep and full, resounding rich notes of musical peace..
> He speaks, and my ears hear the one they seek for
> For him, whom my soul adores, and admires more than all others
> He  fills the cups of my ears with his melodious voice and winsome ways
> Yes I hear you  Lord, your thoughts are precious to me as I am to you.
> And we talk together in these early hours as one friend communes with
> another
> I mostly listen as I hear your voice.
> And more, I hear your heart
>
>
>
> Vicki Ireland, April 2004
>