I Am The One.
I am the discreet whispers on the breeze.
Listen to my voice as it brushes your delicate cheek,
I am all you think - all you seem - all you contemplate,
My thoughts are etched in every rock
Through eons of years I have called your name,
No replies have been heard, no true purpose found,
Listen to my voice as it sails upon the wind,
You need to know my message - to find authentic meaning.
As I float on by your mind - be aware,
You know I am around you,
Yet you will not listen to my voice
Could it be your choice is not of your choosing?
I am your own true self dear one,
I have been here forever and a day,
Will you becalm your mind - just listen to my soft voice,
Or will you suffer in your illusion - endure rather than enjoy.
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from April, 2001 issue