silent voice
Jan 3, 2024
my silent voice
awoke with inner vision
whispering from deep within
speaking of precious seeds
I hold inside
buried by the sands of rejection
and a wondrous well
cups and spoons of its waters draw out
what lies dormant
and is longing to emerge
listening
and heeding its guidance
I will know
when my seeds need nourishment
when my seedlings ask for care
extending into bloom
flowering love