Whispers

As to doubt oneself,
And,
Second guess,
Is to question god,
For thee speaks to me,
And,
Through me,
I thought not- think twice of,

Yet,
I pondered this,
With,
Careful thoughts,
If thee,
Possesses the answer,
One in which,
To now- I have not,

As within said doubt,
Spoke,
And heard,
Are thoughts,
It must be,
Thee,
Whom whispers softly,
A message which never stops,

And so thee so says my path,
Lay by your feet,
And yours,
By mine- to walk,
As from the very moment,
We had met,
And ever since,

I remember three words,
Spoken,
And how difficult they are to forget,
As heard through,
And still replayed in my head,
I,
Love,
You,

Whispers so beautiful,
And just as you are,
They too,
Heaven sent,
It would never be,
A choice,
For me,
To to be with you,

But instead,
My destiny,
Until,
The end,
I say to you,
Only what thees,
Whispers said,
And dare not question it.