Elijah had hidden in a cave
Fearful of Queen Jezebel’s rage
God was polite
He would whisper in the night
Religion is a support not a cage.
I wish I could hear that small voice
That whispered in my ear was a choice.
After the wind and the rain
The fire was no pain
Did God whisper because he was hoarse?
This world has got depths we can’t see
As the butterfly said to the tree
He dove into a flower
sipped nectar for an hour
As the fish swam down deep in the sea
