Inconvenient times

They come at times i do not want,
waking me out of a sound sleep...
whispers speaking to me,
not voices, but feelings,
concerns,
thoughts.
Early they come
and i seek their source.
Those of whom they are about,
do not know that they are speaking to me.
They cause me to reflect and pray,
to seek and direct.
When it is at a new point,
they go away,
what i can do,
i have done,
but my heart lingers on.
Do not forget me, when your troubles are gone away,
for when they return,
i will still be there,
listening...
to the sounds of your heart.