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Hush Has Ears
When hurried words have spent their noisy claim,
And echoes fade from where the clamor ceased,
A deeper presence whispers out your name,
From every corner, beautifully appeased.
It draws you in with an unyielding grace,
No clamorous demands now fill the void,
Each lingering thought finds its receptive place,
By tranquil calm, your spirit is employed.
For hidden whispers, secrets rarely told,
The silent moment patiently attends,
As unseen stories gently now unfold,
A quiet strength on which the soul depends.
It holds our truths, hears what the heart imparts,
The deepest wisdom held in listening hearts.
Copyright ©
Bernard F. Asuncion
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