My own may dwindle
to a whisper
as a flame in a candle
goes out
only to become
smoke
.....
....
..

But a  connection
to The Voice
gives me life
Words of Life
flowing to me
........through me........

Words
which can only come from
The Way
The Truth
The Life

This Voice
gives me
Words of Hope

His Voice
His Words
become
His Life
in me
....

His Voice
....flows through me....

Not of myself

His Voice
becomes mine
incrementally

slowly
I am transformed

nothing
is by my power
or might
only by His Spirit
in me
......

by His Spirit
day by day
.....I am transformed.....

CJ 2016