Whisper Touch

Like blazing torch to the heart and the art of love to impart
And jumpstart the soul, mending what’s been ripped apart;
Here now is the whisper touch…
Whisper touch.

Like an energizing force in one Voice giving me choice to rejoice
And sing to bring new life where once there was but dark death;
Yes, there is the whisper touch…
Whisper touch.

Like an adrenaline rush to this bedouine in extraction of venom
And exhilaration at the incarnation of heaven against damnation;
It is the whisper touch…
Whisper touch.

Feel the touch.


Note: First published in May 2016, now being republished for the pleasure of new reader-followers. Blessings to one and all . . . as you feel the whisper touch!

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10 thoughts on “Whisper Touch

  1. Oh my, Jon! I love ‘Whisper Touch’. And this is just beautiful:
    “Like an adrenaline rush to this bedouine in extraction of venom”

    As long as you believe that the wind carries the name, and you continue to feel the whisper touch that you are so evidently feeling now, I have no doubt in my heart that this adrenaline rush will forever flow.

    I know where this poem is coming from and all I’ll say is “Yay, Yahweh!”

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