The Listener

The Listener

 

He is there waiting,

His ears ever training

To the sound  of her cries.

Longing to wipe her eyes.

Intending to help,

He longs to dwell.

To be known, to be felt,

to make hearts melt.

He sees all the destruction, the hurt,

and knows He’s sent the help of the Word.

The Listener hears, and so does He see

her ev’ry need.

Thinking He’s far away

and hears not the words she prays.

Blessings upon blessings are sent,

and for a while she is content.

But then, the thief comes in

and her happiness ends.

Crying out more,

her soul implores.

Again, the Listener on high hears

and longs to be near.

When finally, she searches her heart,

she wants a new start.

Now, when she prays, she knows He hears her…

The Listener.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

April 25, 2021

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful and worthwhile words shared dear Melinda.
"When finally, she searches her heart,
she wants a new start.
Now, when she prays, she knows He hears her…
The Listener"
I loved the above lines and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your visit. I appreciate you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Always my pleasure and you are welcome dear Melinda.

[Chris Shaw]

I am left hear thinking how important listening is. Sadly in these troubled days there is too little listening and too much shouting.

Pleased you feel you are being listened to. Makes a difference.

Chris

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your visit. I appreciate you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

if only we could all learn to listen better...
j.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your visit. I appreciate you.