Just like the intrepid explorers of yore,
venturing into the dark hidden areas of the world,
lost in the wilderness, they broke into two segments.

The first group built walls, continuing what is known.
The other group acknowledged the truth.
The old ways are dying,
a new narrative is arising.

So…

Be still, be quiet
Stay where you are
and listen,
listen carefully
and soon you will hear
the sound.
It is not a voice,
and has no melody.
But, if you breathe
and silence those inner voices
clamouring for attention,
like unkempt children,
you will hear the sound,
oh, so quiet;
A song, like the
waves of the ocean, that
permeates everything.
Follow the song,
till you hear,
hidden in its melody –
its soul – is a message.