Listen

From whence come these thoughts
That you do not control?
The answer is quite simple:
From the center of your soul.

You so often fail to listen
When quiet thoughts they do appear.
For unlike your mental chatter
These subtle thoughts are not so clear.

If only you would train yourself
These softer words to thus discern,
Oh, my children, such a treasure trove of wisdom
You would so quickly earn.

The Voice it seems like part of you
And for this reason you don’t heed
The words it whispers in your ear—

The ones you truly need.

The still, small voice is part of you
Not separate or aloof.
And as you learn to follow it
It will send you, oh, such proof!