In the din of moment
Is the quiet reflection
Of thoughts in musing
Like a whisper in all its subtlety
Like a soft caress of a breeze
Like a feeling wafting through.
The soul knows…
Unnoticed, unobserved often
Yet felt by one and all in consensus
At one point or the other
That is sensed in the being.
For its the heart that senses…
Whispers that speaks to the soul,
Wherever you are, you know…
Wisdom speaks, to the willing listener.