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A whispering voice from deep within

A gentle push from inside the core

Not always ready for what’s new,

We search for reasons why we’re pushed for more


We dismiss the voice and turn away

Not listening to the options, it gives

We look outside to drown the sound

Not knowing it offers more ways to live


It speaks to us on various days

Though we don’t always make room for the voice

It persists and showers its care

That gentle push that leads to good choices


Submitted to dVerse for Poetics- Magic of Ordinary Things