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Whispers of God 

A picture of tomorrow, 
glimpsed from a dream,
a persistent urging to act now, 
what could it mean?

Tomorrow’s picture came true,
and I acted just in time.
How did I know,
the future answers in my mind?

This has happened more than once,
protecting me from harm.
Praise God I heeded the inner-voice,
others call my lucky charm.

Many credit coincidence, some a sin,
while others call it odd,
and some good fortune.
Aren’t they really, Whispers of God?

by:
Seqkat
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