There are always eternal voices concealed under invisibility.
Always just one length out of reach.
A length where everything, even knowledge and truth alone cannot lay upon these voices.
These voices, they call to us.
Every minute of every hour of every day in our precious lives.
Everlasting
For some, these voices seem close as our daily routines and activities.
To others, these voices seem far as the most distant stars.
To all, listen to these voices, they are always at hand.
Believe in them.
You can only hear them with your heart.
(Published in Print in 'DeSSerted Island: Poem Collection' - 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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