Just A Voice

Just A Voice

In the mind of this being
within the many whispers and screams
that journey through this mind in one day.
Most of these notions are like droplets of water
that are spilt on the heated mind
and are lost forever
and then a few of these thoughts
will find their way through the crevices
the many streams that flow through
and make its way to the very heart of man

As these thoughts Whisper
through the darkness,
a frail voice emerges,
gentle yet firm it rises from the abyss
And starts a ripple, flowing outwards
A thought, an emotion stirs the mind
Seeking solace, it yearns for support
from coiled emotions as a perception did unwind
with striking clarity ,enlightening the heart.

Listening to the cries of the outside
creeping into the calmness of the inside.
The world tries to hurt the self
The forces from the outside churns the inside
The fathomless creates thunders in the being
And then, the entity rejects the etheral!
But they are not different, the world and the self
For they seek the balance,
The in cannot reject the out, for else it comes in
And together the souls of the out and the in
merges to create a voice thin.

A voice is born, in the turmoil
Weak, frail and easy to silence
But it stands firm, although unheard
The voice is hope, of freedom,
liberation and justice, no more interred.

It speaks as the temporal meets the eternal
a voice that always existed,
emerges when the hearts of men
have turned to stone, this voice born of
the heart of the eternal
will emerge from the mouth of the temporal,
in the chaos and disorder of this plane
Just a Voice, quietly waiting to be heard.

posted by Just A Voice @ 4:37 PM