Lenten Journal: Yet I Hear a Voice

Starring down two roads
     both of which have been travelled before
A third appears
     starring down the path
I see nothing

     yet I hear a voice

The voice speaks though I cannot hear

     it clearly, I still hear

This new way is overgrown

     the trees and leaves cover my way

I stare intently

     attentively listening to the voice that softly speaks.

Of the roads I see

     there are two, crowded with travellers

Each searching in their own way

     each desiring to be loved

Of the third

     I hear the voice of the one

The one of compassion

     of love

Of hope

     of forgiveness

Of grace

     the voice of who calls to me

My knees tremble

     my heart aches

And my mind races

     the voice that calls to me says

Fear not.

     come to me

I stand frozen for a moment

     slowly…I move

One foot then another

     timidly I walk

With only the voice to guide me

     with only ears to hear