I Heard The Unsaid
I Heard The Unsaid
Voices innumerable,
Noises even more,
What to hear,
And what to ignore,
Perplexes the mind,
Petrified to unscramble,
The entire spectrum,
Superimposed, and intersecting,
Making a cobweb,
An unsolved labyrinthine.
The breath comes to rescue,
And brings a sense of calm,
The stillness inside opens up,
The perception of sensible sounds,
As one hears the unsaid,
The voice of the soul.