Author: Vivian Cumins
It was there all along,
Never elevating past a whisper.
Patiently it waited,
The time would come.
Life was noisy,
I could not hear.
Selfish existence is hollow,
I always knew there was more.
But life’s purpose won’t intrude,
It wants our full attention.
Life was noisy,
I could not hear.
Sometimes bad things happen,
For me, it was cancer.
But good can come from bad,
If we simply choose to learn.
Life was noisy,
I could not hear.
Trials build character,
If we refuse to faint.
Preparation for destiny,
Often occurs through tears.
Life was noisy,
I needed to hear.
One step of faith,
Leads to another.
Confirmation, then peace,
Renews mind, body, and soul.
Life was noisy,
I wanted to hear.
Obeying without knowing,
Requires undisputed trust.
Doing what we know to do,
Allows God to do the rest.
Life is noisy,
But I finally hear.
Vivian is a storyteller and writer from small-town Oklahoma who loves bringing joy and laughter to others through the gift of memory-sharing. 
That is beautiful Viv! I love it! Continue with your passion and purpose. You have been blessed with a true gift!❤
Thank you, Susan. How this warms my heart!
Beautiful gift Vivian.
Thank you, Diana! I am so thankful to you for your lovely support.
So true! Poignant and thought provoking. Cancer would challenge me worse than any trials I have had thus far. Today I am reminded to be grateful. Thank you Vivian.
Thank you, Rebecca! I am glad it spoke to you.