Intuition Poem by Mohammad Yousef

By Mohammad A Yousef

They always say,
follow your intuition,
that soft voice inside,
the whisper that stirs in your heart.
It nudges when uncertainty looms,
guides like a compass,
pointing true North,
though the world spins wild.

It's that tingle in your gut,
the shiver that dances
when you step onto unfamiliar ground,
a secret language
only you can hear,
calling out from the shadows
of what might be.

How many times have you stood
at a crossroads,
with choices laid bare,
maps filled with paths and limits,
and yet, deep inside,
an echo breathes—
"Trust this flame."

Eyes are sharper when they feel,
hunches lead to treasures,
discoveries wrapped in faith,
and the risk of the unknown
becomes a story of courage,
a tapestry woven in hopes,
and slips of chance.

Listen to the pulse,
the rhythm of what calls you,
not just with ears,
but with the depth of your soul,
for it carries stories of the past,
guiding steps toward horizons,
less traveled, but alive.

It may stumble,
it may roar,
but keep your heart open,
and let it breathe its truth.
Sometimes it's just a flicker,
a glimpse of light among the doubts—
follow it, pursue that spark,
for intuition knows the way.

So here we stand,
at the edge of something new,
hands trembling with hope,
the heart murmuring soft,
and we'll leap,
into the arms of tomorrow,
guided by a feeling,
a whisper turned roar,
an insight embraced,
where dreams await,
just beyond the shout of fear.

They always say,
follow your intuition—
because it may just lead you
to where you're meant to be.