Our path of whispers

By Marie-Line Bourdy

 

Millions of differences

Made their way to encounter

Millions of sufferings found a path

Of light to implement

Millions of harvest moons spread 

Whispers of your name 

Millions of experiences got

Hazy signs of healing

Millions of broken dreams

Changed their mind to blossom

Millions of stars conspired

To sign the constellation of your soul

Do you see any beauty at all 

Do you hear the joy

In thoses mingling symphonies 

When thousands of miles

Are transformed into bridges

Of faith for you and me.