A beautiful poem by Hilda Soon.

WHISPERS FROM GOD by Hilda Soon

God whispers into my ear and asks

Who do you see before you?

I replied, “You, My Lord”

God says, really?

I replied, “Yes, My Lord”

God whispers again into my ear and asks

“Describe me fully then”

I replied, “I cannot, My Lord”

God asks, “Why?”

Well, I cannot describe True Love, My Lord

There are no words that exist that can describe you

There is only serene silence

And with that I may come close…….

Peace,
Hilda 🙏🏻🌷