A girl stood on the corner
handing out free books, bookmarks
because a soft inner voice guided her there.
This will of God confused her.
Her conviction wavered
but the guilt of not submitting
kept her an obedient prophetess.
A woman stood on the corner
embracing the Written instructions
to her heart.
Words that spoke to all.
The sound is not mystical.
The sound is not solitary.
The sound does not depend on the
thoughts of a fragile young girl.