hear the whisper

let the impoverished souls 

and the meek minded

let the hungry and thirsty;

those who love what is good

and all those whose cries for justice

echo in hollow nights

hear:

"I have always loved you"

a voice; a whisper

gentle like a mother's loving hands

strong like a father's warm embrace

calm as the sea-breeze

and soft as falling feathers 

hear:

"I love you"

and the voice; the whisper

refuses to leave those who would hear it

and the voice; the whisper

remains in the hearts of those who need it

hear:

"I will always love you"

listen and wait;

be still child

the whisper comes . . .

and with it

we will chance to brave this day

"and surely I am with you always"