The voices cry unceasingly,
“Come follow me.” “Come follow me.”
Both voices subtle, soft and still.
I need to move, but cannot ‘til

I recognize the source. And then
I can determine how and when
To follow where the voice will lead.
I pause, discern, and then proceed.

Anna M. Molgard

©2008 Faithsong Publications L.L.C.
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