Catching the Holy Whisper

God whispered my name

As the sound of words

Sublimely wrapped

In golden tones of Graceful song

Filled cathedral space

Yet nestled soft as down

In my heart’s sacristy.

Is God‑love this warm?

Is Christ‑joy this knowing?

Is Spirit‑hope this near?

Does that which is far beyond

Find its way to these light‑dappled chambers

Of personal cloistered space

When angelic sounds

Soar high and low?