Photo: Shaun Hamer.
My heart did speak in gentle tones,
and called me to the place,
where I could know it's inner truth,
and find the source of grace.
It was a voice I could not hear
for I was turned away,
and trapped within a place of hurt,
which darkened night and day.
My heart continued yet to call,
and never left me lost,
but whispered in the endless hours,
that all could be resolved.
I had to listen, not just hear,
to see and not just look,
at self and others, all that was,
to walk the path of love.
My heart did speak in gentle tones,
and called me to the place,
where I could know it's inner truth,
and find the source of grace.
It was a voice I could not hear
for I was turned away,
and trapped within a place of hurt,
which darkened night and day.
My heart continued yet to call,
and never left me lost,
but whispered in the endless hours,
that all could be resolved.
I had to listen, not just hear,
to see and not just look,
at self and others, all that was,
to walk the path of love.
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