My Fathers Voice

I have heard the voice of my father from a young age, I know his voice, I know his touch.

I know what it is like to not hear his voice; I know what it is like to try not to hear it.

I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch.

I have heard my Fathers voice in the deepest pit of despair.

I have heard my Fathers voice on the peaks of ecstasy.

I have heard my Fathers voice with hands clamped firmly over my ears as I tried to drown it out.

I have heard my Fathers voice in a roar.

I have heard my Fathers voice in silence.

I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

I know my Fathers voice through all of my travail, I know his touch

In sadness, pain and sorrow, I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

In madness, turmoil and hate, I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

In love, peace and prosperity, I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

In doubt and certainty, I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

In all these things and more this I know - I know my Fathers voice, I know his touch

Gary Glunt