An Old Voice
by Terri Wachowiak
Who will call my name
With the fullness of passing days
When the wheel will turn again,
And people search for new ways?
Who will hear my voice?
Who will heed my call?
Who will make the choice,
To live in my light or to fall?
What once was lost may be found,
When inward eyes are cast,
To seek the pathways of right,
To mine the graves of the past.
Who will hear my voice?
Who will heed my call?
Who will make the choice,
To live in my light or to fall?
Will children find the truth,
Of promises made and met,
With the fervent fire of youth,
What their parents did forget?
Who will hear my voice?
Who will heed my call?
Who will make the choice,
To live in my light or to fall?
Will these children of man,
When time has spun its wheel,
Grasp my truth here at hand,
And know my word that is real?
Who will hear my voice?
Who will heed my call?
Who will make the choice,
To live in my light or to fall?
© 1998, 2007 Terri Wachowiak
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