“When Heaven Whispers”

When heaven whispers soft and low,
In winds that through the meadows blow,
There lies a truth, both still and sweet,
Where love and destiny often meet.

The stars don’t speak in thunder’s tone,
But gentle light when you’re alone.
A glance, a sigh, a silent prayer—
God’s fingerprints are everywhere.

In petals kissed by morning dew,
In sunsets dressed in golden hue,
In tears you cried, then wiped away,
He held you close each breaking day.

For you are not a drifting leaf,
Tossed by storms or bound in grief.
You are the song the angels hum,
The one He knew would one day come.

So walk in grace, and stand up tall,
You’re not forgotten—through it all.
A crown awaits, a table spread,
With every step by Spirit led.

And when the world feels dark or torn,
Remember why you were reborn:
To shine, to love, to rise and be—
A mirror of eternity.