In the din of the moment

Is the quiet reflection

Of thoughts in musings,

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

It is sensed in the being.

For it’s the heart that senses…

Whispers that speak to the soul;

Wherever you are, you know…

Wisdom speaks to the willing listener.

Savvy