Tag: Quuet

And so I began

to listen

to a softer voice,

one that seemed

to begin

as a whisper.

And though there was

great shaking

as old ways

faded,

I held on to

the quiet place

in my own heart —

letting go

of all that left.

And though

there was pain

in going this way,

all I remember

is the tenderness

of the gentle whisper

from my own heart

reminding always,

no matter what,

I’m still here.