[Unseeking Seeker]

“Wherefrom came that exalted thought ~
that inspirations with it brought”

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Whispers of soul, heart’s urge,
so we pick up the pen.
The void speaks, we listen,
as head and heart so merge,
that flowing words glisten!

Whispers of soul, heart’s urge;
all we do is obey,
softening attention,
pristine mind, therein purge
easing apprehension!

Whispers of soul, heart’s urge.
Go in there, oh hermit;
nodes stir, boundaries blur,
as inspirations surge,
brain cells begin to whir!

Whispers of soul, heart’s urge,
with God to co-create.
Surprised at heart’s bliss rise,
from silence words emerge;
crafted before ink dries!

Monchielle