Calling To Me

I heard it whispering to me
Throughout my busy day.
But I could never hear clearly
Just what it tried to say.

I heard it calling out to me 
In words I could not hear.
Seeming all day to draw closer,
Yet never get too near.

I looked for it as morning dawned
And when noon’s light drew nigh.
It seemed I heard it everywhere,
But it escaped my eye. 

Then just before the falling dusk
Turned my day into night,
I finally found it, hidden there,
Within the evening’s light. 

It took a moment to sink in,
I’d sought it for so long.
The peace that had been calling me
Was right there, all along. 

May Peace Hold You

May peace hold you close every night,
And joy greet you each dawn.
May you have enough love each day
That you can carry on.

May you have faith that still beats strong,
At the end of each gale,
And, by that faith, praise Him with joy
Who brought you through travail.

May you have work to keep you fed
And may you understand
The love so great that He's engraved
Your name upon His hand.

May peace hold you close every night,
And joy greet you each dawn.
May you have enough love each day
That you can carry on.