Your Voice

Traces of spoken word Now waiting to be heard It's the sweetest sound in heaven Reverberating freely Into the earth Echoes of endless joy Rise and break through the noise So much delight to discover At the wake and wash and want Of your every word Through silent moments And worn out mysteries it calls Stirring passions, Rewriting the history of all Who hear And the many waters And wind-swept whispers unite Speaking love by the daytime And songs of hope in the night Your voice is lovely A mother first sees her child A lifetime-awaited smile The desire is ordinary When the one that you Are made for is in the room Assorted wings paint the sky The moon flirts with ocean's tide Simple moments here are sacred And we mingle as eternity Becomes our now Through silent moments And worn out mysteries it calls Stirring passions, Rewriting the history of all Who hear And the many waters And wind-swept whispers unite Speaking love by the daytime And songs of hope in the night Your voice is lovely Oh