The Voice Within My Soul
by Scooter
Softly, clear as a bird cry on a bright morning,
And as easily ignored,
The Voice within my soul speaks out of Silence,
Like music breaking loose, longing.
Why is there fear?
Why doubt?
My Heart strives to hear, to respond,
But I silence her with disbelief.
I turn avoiding.
What is the danger?
If I listen to Her
-to Heart,
All the sacred patterns of history,
All the rules that have held safety for us,
Will be broken,
will be in question.
How shall I bear to see myself?
All that I have learned in slow questing,
Seems as if a darkness,
a foolishness,
Before this new Light,
Light that speaks from Silence!
Light that Illumines even as it fades away
old limits.
And I resist because of my unwilling vision.
But Heart yearns to listen,
respond!
Mind is divided, caught in conflict.
One part reaches up,
with the joy of new Vision,
The other part sinks down,
holds itself blind.
For to hear-see means to know my own depths,
As well to know of human holiness and evil.
I do not know how to bear either.
Unable to hide,
I must hasten to ask,
"Oh God within who speaks,
help me to bear all that I hear.
Help me to know Of Wonder,
of Love,
and of Wisdom Without fear,
with joy and acceptance!"
"Oh Spirit of Love,
help me to bear the Light,
The knowledge that I may free my Heart
And let it soar beyond me,
drawing me behind,
Into Vision.
Let my Heart inform me,
My inner Voice, waken me,
lead me to Realization!" |
