Sweet melodies |

There was a day where I hoped I could float away
and listen to the songs of the trees, the birds and the waves.
There was a day when the pressures of life felt unnecessarily loud
and I just wanted to escape its sound.
I’ll admit those days come often.
There was a day when I prayed that someone would assure me
and show me that everything would be okay. 
There was a day.
On that day I heard a voice so clear; like a sweet melody in my ear.
Heavenly and perfect, close and unmissable; I heard him call my name. 
There was a day where I thought the sweetest melodies
were that of the trees, the birds and the waves. 
Yet I did not know that these melodies were merely echoes
of a whisper, echoes of heavenly praise. 
The sweetest melody that I now know,
is the sweetest sound of heaven.
The sound of my father calling.
The sound of being welcomed home.

- Emma Elizabeth