I Hear His Voice by Nilla

I hear his voice in the sigh of the wind
as it rustles through the trees
It whispers of other times and places
and things yet to be

I hear his voice in the far-off thunder
as it rumbles softly in the distance
It speaks of memories made,
both past and future

I hear his voice in the gentle rain
as it patters lightly against the window
It murmurs of a love that was
and that will be again

I hear his voice in the music of the stars
as they dance across the night sky
It flows with the unending helix
of the eternity of time

In so many ways I hear his voice,
reminding me always of
Somewhen and Forever
And in the deepest part of my heart and soul,
I know he hears my voice as well

All I Have to Do Is Dream