That Quiet Voice

Listening to that
quiet voice
within.
Without
stories.
Without
doubt.
Just
Listening.

Sunday morning
meditation and
teachings.
Monday morning
exercise and
tai chi.
Tuesday morning
creativity and
writing a book chapter.

Doing this
can’t do that.
Guilt? For what?
No Set Morning Routine.
Honoring that
quiet voice.
Letting go of
expectations.
Ghosts
Fictions
Let them go.
Unabashedly.
Somewhere
the quiet voice
smiles.

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1 Response to That Quiet Voice

  1. Lorry says:

    Oh, I really like this one. Well done. Lorry

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