Without utterance I hear your voice
Without a word the truth is told
it sets me free
its an act of remedy
The direct way to a perfect place
I fall sometimes in deep meditation
it seems for a moment an
imagination
still by grace I live day by day
against a thought of you being far
away
Surely by hope my strength is there
answers dont appear for the
questions I raise
The reason for life, the why's for
the world
but still without, I long for home