" The Whisper In The Treetops "

In the trees there is a whisper, a trumpeting of her Love
A divine announcement to my soul, that the best has finally come
I need not even see her, for in my essence I already suspect her
For in every waking moment of my entirety, I have known her
She's beyond angelic, or a dream I wished would manifest
She's the inspiration in the Sistine Chapel, ever so gently caressed
She's the long narrow curves in the brilliant Autobahn
She's the beauty in the dew drop, when morning's come and gone
She's thirteen lifetime's long, the immortality of a love song
But she sings NOT of beauty, she's devoted to Christianity
Which well suits my soul, and confirms my spirituality
For I've sensed her soul across thirteen lifetimes
And my relationship with God
Has afforded me the gift of foresight
And through this gift, I've always known her
To be the whisper
In the treetops.........

For:  Cherie   ( my whisper across time )

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)