Thought;
-As the depths of my heart and spirit called out-
My deep has called out & for the only return has been its own
a reverberated echo to return alone
My heart would not rest sifting through these valleys of dry bone
Yet my spirit full of encouragement pushed me (you must carry on)
On the day I herd deep call,
it was not echoed of my own
But the sound of a different voice I herd singing this song
I was reminded the joyous leap of the Baptist John
When deep calls out to deep
The return is not void
In your voice was the compliment of a heart stringed song.