Man’s First Poem


Man’s First Poem
Your soul has eyes and ears of its own.
Your heart hears and sees what your mind seeks
when you deny yourself
of the world’s sights and sounds.
You hear the still small voice calling you,
calling you,
calling you to follow
to where your eyes will be opened.
There, you see light,
so bright at first you think
you are in darkness, blind,
so you listen again.
You hear the heartbeat of love
echoing down the pulse of time
from eternity, and you follow
from valley to peak to source


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