Whispers from Eternity
I heard eternity speak to me yesterday,
a whisper so sweet, it took my breath away.
I could not believe what I heard, so simple
was its truth; and all judgment vanished.
What could possibly free me of this
resentful spirit, this demon of arrogant
pride?
This instinct—natural or man-made, I do not
know;
a foul blend of many misperceptions.
A whisper so gentle, so understanding and
forgiving, like the fragrance of a garden rose.
“Every path leads to the self,” eternity whispered
to me. “Your path brought you home.
Respect the
path of others, and trust God
to bring them home too.”
And I listened.
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