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The Voice Within
The Voice Within. Somewhere in the depths of me, in a place I cannot find. There lies the seed of longing, for that to which I’m blind. I feel it dwells within me and every now and then, Nudges my sensitivities and bids me, seek again. It comes not from the body not a feeling or desire, Nor a mood or temperament, but it consumes like fire. It’s power, soft and subtle engulfs me as a mist, Demanding my attention as would a maidens kiss. After a while the attack is gone, though still I’m not at peace, For somewhere in the depths of me that longing still exists. For many years it has been so I’ve always had the choice, To disregard material desires and seek that gentle voice. Is it the voice of wisdom, am I not to understand. Or the dreams from eons ago of prehistoric man? Or does the yearning come to mock me, staying out of reach. Should I surrender all and allow solitude to teach? It bids me. “Change your ways, find a quiet and peaceful place. Cast aside the wasteful doubt that keeps you in the race. For time is long and life is short when they are side by side, To live a lie will come to nought at the turning of the tide”. But deep within I do perceive that the answer lay, Not within the books I read or dreamings in the day. It’s here within the eternal soul that joins us all as one, Without whose love that boundless void would not be overcome. Still the fire is there, the feeling of something missed. 'Tis a flame that can’t be smothered, while ever I exist. It dwells and glows inside of me, though just a gentle flame. And waits until my searching brings on an attack again. And I cannot help but search for there is barely an interlude, Between the whispers of that voice, “You’ll find me in solitude.” My ignorance sustains me the battle won through lack of courage, I stay here in my comfort zone and search the books for knowledge. Days to weeks and weeks to months the months turn into years, and still I read and procrastinate, and wrap myself in fears. The day will come my life will end, and the other side, The answer I’ll find and then I’ll know we should trust our guide. ______________________________
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