Listen

By: Laura Lee Cochran 2022

Mercy, oh mercy will you find me here.

How you words are like honey trickling in my ear.

So sweet and kind,

So full of love and delight.

How it’s overflowing richness captivates my inner thoughts.

You speak, oh so quite, oh so direct.

Lord you words are like a symphony in a crowded roadway.

How even with the zooming of cars, it’s the violins' soft cry that I hear.

How your voice echos in my ear canals,

Speaking of your glory and vastness.

How, in these words, no condemnation is brought about.

But yet only the overflowing and steadfast love for your beloved child, me, that I hear.

You call me your friend, your child, your anointed one.

Oh how I yearn for those simple words of yours.

For small indeed, they also hold great might and chain breaking power to them.

Oh lord please whisper again in my ear,

Of all the love and adoration you hold so dear.

My father in heaven, I listen for your call,

I wish to know it all.

So I sit, with my ears ready for your symphony to start.

For the richness of the honey to drip.

And for my father in heaven to speak to his devoted daughter.

Oh thank you thank you Lord, that you would wish to talk to me.

May mercy and goodwill find me here in your beautiful and abounding presence.