A Whisper Within

A whisper within,
Saying nothing,
Besets the shadows,
As it shatters the broken abyss.

Thought but an echo of this eternal cry,
Stumbles over itself to decipher this hidden word,
But each translation ends in a sigh,
As the melody can never be unheard.

To the ear it’s just a peculiar moan,
But in the hearts presence,
It is the most familiar tone,
The resounding murmur of silence.

The roar seems to be getting nearer,
Its location beyond cognition,
Guarded at the gate by a pristine mirror,
This naked awareness reflects my natural condition.

Before rejection and embrace,
Above and below time and space,
Beyond birth and death,
I was but a simple breath.
No matter how far I roam,
This silence always calls me home.

Solitude without origin or expiration,
Calls out to me without cessation.
So seductive is this temptation,
To forget all praise and condemnation,
To leave behind all fears and expectation,
In no need of words or explanation,
Not bothering with a destination,
Wandering around in jubilation,
Consumed by the source of inspiration,
Each breath a song of admiration,
A life without complication,
As the ego was slaughtered in contemplation.

Then it is lost,
As I try,
To figure out how to get there...