His Voice

His Voice

I pray. I pray to God about life.
All the wonders, I hear His voice.
The whistling of the leaves.
The roar of the waterfall.
The whispers of the wind.
The crunch of once green leaves.
The smacking of the seas’ waves.
I pray. I pray and His voice comes to my ears.
His words reign in my heart.
It rings softly in my ears.
The majestic beauty it holds is sweet and comforting.
His words, I hold on to.
His voice, controller of the words.
Him, ruler of all.
His words, take me in his grasp,
And protects me, comforts me.