There are moments when life grows too loud — when the noise of striving, rushing, and proving drowns out the quiet voice that once felt near.
This new poem, “Listen . . . Come”, was written for those moments.
It’s for the weary soul that still longs for peace but can’t quite find the volume knob on the world. It’s for those who want to hear God again — not in the thunder, but in the whisper.
May these words help you lean into the quiet, where love still speaks and rest still waits.