There's A Knocking.

Amongst the soft rustle of the winds, God is gently whispering. Don't rush time can have so much to say, if you listen to the hush. Within the children's laughter, he can sing. There's so many echos of heaven he can bring. In how a sudden sway, a branch can seem to be lifted by angels wings. Or at times the stars can seem to dance, to a song deep within. Or maybe through the voice of an elder or a kin, his message can kindly ring. Or with in the flicker of a candles light he may spark, a sudden feeling that brings such a peace to a night so dark. In so many ways his love he does send, if we just open our hearts he longs to be our friend. He's knocking, if we'll just let him in.