Inner Voice (One Single Impression)
I hear a call, a whisper,
a rhythm tapping in my soul,
a song begging me to sing,
a life begging to be lived.
I sound the notes softly,
hesitant, unsure, feeling
I cannot do them justice,
cannot sing them true.
But soft and sweet, they call,
aching to burst free,
longing to form a chorus,
begging to fill the sky.
More poetry on an inner voice can be found at One Single Impression
a rhythm tapping in my soul,
a song begging me to sing,
a life begging to be lived.
I sound the notes softly,
hesitant, unsure, feeling
I cannot do them justice,
cannot sing them true.
But soft and sweet, they call,
aching to burst free,
longing to form a chorus,
begging to fill the sky.
More poetry on an inner voice can be found at One Single Impression
posted by Plain Foolish | 4:06 AM
7 Comments:
Very nice read! :)
Isn't it lovely when those voices do fill the sky!
I understand that...!
follow them gently and believe.
nice! begging to fill the sky - wonderful visual of inner voice...
an entirely sweet poem. those inner voices keep on calling~
Spirithelpers
I feel the hesitancy to sing out; this is beautiful E. I really can understand the song.
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