The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice of God!" "Not so," said a man. "The voice of God whispers in the heart "So softly "That the soul pauses, "Making no noise, "And strives for these melodies, "Distant, sighing, like faintest breath, "And all the being is still to hear." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARCHITECT (1) by KAREN SWENSON THE PRICE OF WOMEN by KAREN SWENSON ALEXANDER'S FEAST; OR, THE POWER OF MUSIC by JOHN DRYDEN ON MONSIEUR'S DEPARTURE by ELIZABETH I LIFE'S LITTLE DAY by MARY BALL ARMSTRONG IN AN OLD CEMETERY by LILLAH A. ASHLEY SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 13 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HOME, SWEET HOME WITH VARIATIONS: 4. AUSTIN DOBSON by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER |