The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; <br />The leaden thunders crashed. <br />A worshipper raised his arm. <br />"Hearken! Hearken! The voice of God!" <br /> <br />"Not so," said a man. <br />"The voice of God whispers in the heart <br />So softly <br />That the soul pauses, <br />Making no noise, <br />And strives for these melodies, <br />Distant, sighing, like faintest breath, <br />And all the being is still to hear."<br /><br />Stephen Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-livid-lightnings-flashed/
