Home Alone

A stillness in the house
beckons me to listen
beyond the creaking
for His voice.

They say that God
speaks in the quiet
so I am here, expecting.

But all I hear
is constant ticking
of the clock,
the whistle of the wind
against these old windows,
and cats fighting next door.

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