A Muted Voice

To have something to say

And no one to listen

No time to pause

And put down their toys.

Advertised paths

That go round in circles

Meanwhile I offer

From Reason’s pure voice.

Speaking of Jesus

(There’s nothing in my hand)

How He has felt of

All of life’s pain

Still He burst through

Those portals of Glory

Yearning to bless us all

Time and again.

Most of this writing is

Done in the wee hours

Fellowship sweet

In an offering of words.

Never quite knowing

If some distant reader

Picks up a glimpse

Of the true Lord of Lords.


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Married and father of two. Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Workplace health and safety professional. Blogger. Poet. Nature hiker. History buff. Inspirational writer. Newsboy for Jesus.

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