Noise

At times the noise that fills our world can overcome us all
and it’s easy then to falter, not hearing Gaia’s call.
We forget the things that matter, heads filled with raucous din;
our hearts and souls are blocked then, so nothing can get in.
It’s at those times we need to feel the Earth beneath our feet,
wander in the trackless place, our own true selves to meet
that part so deep within us understanding wisdom’s voice.
The tiny speck that knows it all and helps us make our choice
‘cos through the din that is our lives, it’s silence knows the way
to guide us through the darkness into a brighter day.

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Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri
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