Poem: Whispers from Within

I sit in stillness, breath by breath,
A quiet space between the worlds of flesh,
Where whispers rise from places deep,
Where shadows turn to light and speak.

A voice, not loud, yet clear and true,
It calls me home, it calls me you,
Beyond the noise, beyond the fight,
A steady pulse, a quiet light.

It is the echo of ancient skies,
The wisdom held in open eyes,
A truth not bound by time or place,
A timeless love, a boundless grace.

Within my heart, it softly stirs,
A song composed in endless words,
The blueprint etched, the map unrolled,
My higher self, the story told.

I listen close, I hear it near,
The voice that calms each doubt and fear,
It speaks of paths I’ve yet to find,
Of truth that stretches through my mind.

Not separate, but whole and free,
I touch the depths of all I’ll be.
The quiet knowing fills the space,
A sacred bond, a boundless grace.

And in this moment, I align—
My soul, my spirit, intertwined.
I am the now, the past, the dream,
The silent place where all things gleam.