The voice resonates upon sun’s rise

Heard by many – distant – close at hand

Deliverance of song of joy

In precision – lucid – planned

 

Like a mirror image, water’s face

Transparent, year on year

Like a child, running, sprinting

On the road with boundless cheer

 

Hurry, scamper, move along

Stand still, stationary, wait

Halt only for what one knows best

Jostle, dash, toward your fate

 

Doubt what’s seen along the way

Is it real or just a dream?

Depend on evidence to prove

What is may not be as it seems

 

Behold the voice, from pulpit, heard

Trust is omnipresent, fair

Pulpit delivers strength, by word

A sign of one’s benevolent care