A Whisper…From Above
Wanting to write again. I listen to my surroundings all around. My Inspiration to write something new comes as a “Whisper” to my head.
(I accidentally hit the “Publish” button while adding some lines and editing this one. Now, I must complete it to make it as good as it needs to be for this particular “message”. Let me see how this one comes out…Published 2-28-25 and Completed on 3-25-26.)
Scripture reference for this one:
1 Kings 19:11-13-New International Version
11 The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.
12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.
Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
(And Now:)
A Whisper…From Above
Silence around…then comes…a Whisper from Above to my head…
“What are you doing here?” becomes my first thought out of bed.
The Path I followed…Searching…Walking Around…
Blindly reaching in a dream…I put my ear to the ground.
Yet…there is not a sound…what is it that calls to me…
Morning Light casting shadows past inanimate objects…is all I see.
Silence speaks to me…and I know I heard the Earth rumble hard…
But it was only in a dream…or was the sound from my backyard?
From the Night of Silence had come a whisper…from a slight noise had come a sound.
And I know I had heard something very clearly…and I felt I must lay my head back down.
Perhaps…I was brooding too much before my dream world ended…
Now, I must become “One” with the new day and leave the Peaceful night…I had befriended.
In all the Muck …and in all the Mire…
Somehow…my dream world showed me…My Heart’s desire.
I know I heard a “Voice” whisper to me…that “All will be well”…
Before my dream world collapsed with the night…Before my last vision fell.
To remember the last thing that I heard…and not by chance…
As my feet touch the floor…steadying my awakened stance.
That everything will be alright…Ok, Lord…I’ll hold you to that…
Your messages come in like a breeze…but on this one…I’ll hang my hat.
I have to…it is all that I have to hang my hat on…to get through this day…
What will I do…when your soft and quiet whisper in the night…fades away?
Walking around downtown in a Hot Big City…in the Mid-Day Scorching Sun…
Everyone stops at the Crosswalk…each Person looks to the Crosswalk Sign…One by One.
We are standing here…waiting for it to tell us to “Go”…so that we can continue on…
When you are forced to pause for a moment…each moment you are in…is very long.
I look down at a crushed paper cup…a few inches from the curb…in the grime and Heat…
Where a bunch of ants are attacking it; Doing what they do…on the hot concrete…
Life goes on in the Heat…even through…the much-orchestrated chaos of that street…
With a World of busy People’s business…They do their thing…a few inches from my feet.
A Whisper then goes on inside my head…”Nature survives under every harsh condition”…
It came silently to me…while I was thinking other things…with no further explanation.
“What?”…My brain awakened…My own thoughts replied….
What I heard…I didn’t really hear…but cannot be denied.
I step off the curb…with the approval from the Crosswalk sign…I can now “Go”…
And move away from what just occurred…with a stride that’s deliberate and slow.
Oh, Whisper…Speak to me…as only you know how…
Tell me what I have forgotten to hear…from my own forgotten vow.
Like an old timey wind-up Robot…I keep going and going at a mechanical steady pace…
Only You, Lord…can pick me up and turn me…away from the Wall…that slowed my race.
From deep within a Chasm of Voices…I began to hear silent internal words from you…
It turned me around from where I was headed…It helped show me what to do.
After all the turmoil of life…both within me and all around…
Was I able to hear clearly…a gentle whisper…a timely sound.
Which helped me focus…with renewed clear mind…and a brand-new thought…
How much time had gone by…when softly was answered…what I desperately sought.
Teach me whispered thought…what I cannot think on my own…what I can’t comprehend.
Shortcut my Journey from A through to B… Show me how to mend fences…I alone cannot mend.
The Whispers I have heard from above…I wish I had all jotted down…for me to review…
To open a worn-out notebook…that I could thumb through…to help me remember just what to do.
Some simple lessons of profound superior wisdom…for my limited imagination and worldly mind…
To always help me know more for my present state and condition…and to know more for this present time.
Just want to Thank you, Lord…for bending down to whisper what I don’t see too clear…
Help guide me with each whisper…what you know that I need to learn…and need to hear.
Of simple things…of the profound…and of the Natural World all around…or a Universal Truth…
Something that you have tried to teach me or show me…since my very…Youth.
A Whisper from Above…a timely piece of information…
When captured at the right time can be added to our mental comprehension…
Helping us to discern the complexities of the intricate meanings to it all…that we ALL question…
And bring forth an answer in a whisper…without opinionated suggestion…or ambiguous rationalization.
A Whisper from Above…when heard…can become its own unique les-son…
Completes a little more knowledge of the Pathway that you are on…and perhaps clarifies some guess-in’.
I know that I have always treasured “A Whisper From Above” like what I heard very late…on one particular night…
When a Healing and Reassuring Whisper from Above…told me in a very timely matter…Everything will be Alright!
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Thanks for reading this one!
Enough of that intro. It is really great to be writing here on: "The Creative Exiles". I am lining up some of my best writings for this website. Going to "Bring-it" with a variety of "Poetic-able" Topics. So just kick back and enjoy some of the Poetry I send out to you. It’s all for “Entertainment” purposes only…so all you will have to do is read and enjoy my writings.
And, I really hope you do!
Now, it is time for me to go and write in a "Poet-icized" manner like those long ago “Men of Old” Poets would’ve once long ago done it. They have primarily inspired me to write Poems in a manner that is “Manly” like how they use to write Poetry.
Please stay tuned for more of my Poetry works.
Best and Humble Regards, Steve Walters
(Or the Artist still known as: Manlypoetryman)
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