Anyone Home?

Anyone home?

God’s knock on the door, 

Silent than Silent can ever be Known. 

Knocks with love He times Unknown.

All is well, so just He Knows. 

Never in person I met my Lord. 

How may I recognize,

His Face Or His Knocks?

Wonder of wonders He may,

I hope, leave His visiting card. 

Never having heard His voice,

In this life of Mine, 

How will I fathom His talk 

Sublime?

We pray to God, We pray with Love,   

Full of Hope, with Trust within. 

Listen, For Listen He will, 

Listen to all our silent calls. 

Lo Behold! 

His knock, Knocking the 

Threshold of my lolling Heart. 

Anyone Home?

Anyone Home?

Only to Wake my Slumbering Soul. 

I can hear Him! Yes I can hear Him!

In the Silence of My

Silenced Thoughts. 

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