Friday, July 11, 2008

The small, still voice...

I can hear the small still voice,
It is the wind, through trees...
It's all the unexpected things,
That need your heart to hear.

I can hear the little noise,
From underneath roar,
Of selfish thoughts, and thoughtless selves
Bustling past my door.

If I listen to the small still voice,
And all the little things,
Then I'm ready, for the world,
And all it's greater things.

Shell xx


  1. I listen too.. with all my heart.

  2. I know you do Windhover, I can see it in your art, and in your spirit!


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