Where the echo of sanctimonious men is ignored
And where his crude ways are kept hidden
A voice can be heard
Whispering
To those who want to listen
Where the echo of sanctimonious men is ignored
And where his judgmental ways are kept hidden
You can hear Mother nature telling
quietly
The secrets of her being
Where the echo of sanctimonious men is ignored
And where his selfish ways are kept hidden
I walk upon the sandy path
Listening
To what the old woman is saying
Where the echo of sanctimonious men is ignored
And where his callous ways are kept hidden
I can feel her whisper carried upon the blissful wind
Telling me
The ways of unconditional living
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Beautiful train of thoughts, well articulated and nicely penned. Indeed, the voice of wisdom is always there whispering to those who want to listen. A lovely poem bristling with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.