In life there is
so much to be
And even more to
do
The things that
fill your every day
Seem meaningful
to you
How much of what
you do each day
Do you live as
if you choose
When judging days
as good or bad
What standards
do you use
How much of what
you do each day
Is used to validate
your worth
What is it that
you need to be
Just to justify
your birth
How much of what
you do each day
Is tied to what you feel and need
Can fulfillment
ever happen
When indulgence
is your creed
How much of what
you do each day
Is determined by
concern and fear
To survive and
cope and make it
Is that really
why you’re here
Could there really
be a purpose
To what you were
born to be
Could your life
transform humanity
Could that be your
destiny
There is a voice
that speaks in silence
That most times
can not be heard
A voice that’s
always present
That speaks without
the spoken word
There is a voice
of pure intention
That all fulfill
their destiny
There is a voice
of awesome power
Of purpose pure
and majesty
There is a voice
of inspiration
Of grand miracles
to be
The magic and the
wonder
Of what life could
truly be
There is a voice
of love unbounded
That can heal the
troubled soul
A love beyond what
most have ever known
That makes the
broken spirit whole
There is a voice
that’s crying out to you
A voice authentic,
plain and true
The voice of your
inspired self
The voice that always beckons you
