Whispers From God

Editor back-issues, Bill Wunder, poetry

On my knees,
our familiar rendezvous,
waiting for you
as I always do,
to speak in whispers
only my heart may hear.

Silence.

I know you are here,
your presence is wind
caressing my upturned face.
I await forgiveness,
offering neither reason
nor explanation.
I await boundless joy,
lifting me beyond
a sea of transgression.

I am overwhelmed
by the quiet,
cold abandonment
of a fall from grace.

Whispers From God first appeared in Iguanaland.

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