Just lister to the whispers in the quiet of the dawn a thousand little muffled sounds along the winds are borne The gentle rustling of a tree the trembling leaves that sigh the reed that bends and quivers when the breeze goes laughing by........And in the silence of the hour when twilight shadows fall When sunset spreads its golden cloak of radiance over all The air is full of whispers, little voices scarcely heard The tinkling of the elfin bells the calling of a bird.......And in the silence of the soul when we are all alone god speaks to us in whispers in a language of His own Above the loud confusion of the ming and of the will A gentle Voice breathes through the heart and whispers "Peace be still."
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