Calling me, calling me.
Voices in that far off somewhere calling me
Song by Florida Boys – Voices calling me
One of these days I’ll off and fly, then I can answer here am I
I hear voices, up in glory, calling me.
The voices.
In my head. Turning my mind around. Tying my stomach in knots. Twirling my focus in circles. Confusing the thoughts of my heart oh…
The voices.
To which do I listen? In which do I believe? Can I ignore the sound of…
The voices?
The ones within? The ones without? Inescapable at every turn. Asleep or awake I cannot deny…
The voices.
A confusing labyrinth of highs and lows. Harsh and mellow. All of sorts. Intertwined in a confusing web of truths and lies and half-truths. Confronted with all..
The voices.
How do I decipher the good from the bad? When there are no clear-cut boundaries in…
The voices.
An amphetamine to feed the addiction of my indecisiveness. Attempting a mental breakdown. Further making incoherent the ever-increasing din of…
The voices.
Letter after letter. Word upon word. Consonants and vowels. Note after note. La ti do re mi fa so without melody are…
The voices.
I can’t seem to keep them out. The better won’t sink in. The worse find the hidden crevices into the subconscious. I wish I didn’t have to deal with..
The voices.
But the world is no mute. Each creature its voice. Though some with no sound but still a voice is found. So rather than hide from…
The voices.
I will sit still. Alone. And listen. I will listen until I hear above the noises. The silent one. He speaks not like anyone. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t crowd. He whispers in the innermost part of my heart. He will run a fine toothed comb through the messy tresses of my mind and take out the kinks until the strands hang fine. My consciousness at peace. So…
The voices.
I cannot keep at bay. Try as I may. I cannot “unhear” the lies. So with truth I fight by and by. I thank God for…
The voices.
They pushed me toward the voice of the True One. My Jesus…
Your voice, in spirit I sense. Your whispering provides a fence. The world shall scream till hoarse. But far above the throng. Speak Lord. This heart is Yours.
Awaken.
This one is a very old one I discovered. Made me think of Heaven and being with Jesus. Pay close attention to the words. When we are assured of where we are destined to be. We embrace the voice that calls us home to glory. Enjoy.
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