Whispers
Shhhh...
There's a whisper
spoken in the breeze
awakening those who listen,
begging you please...
Can you hear it?
Love is the holy place
the potion to your woes,
the magic in the healing ,
where sanctity glows.
Can you feel it?
Hope is the lotus
emerging from the mud,
there's beauty in the suffering
and alchemy in the blood.
Can you see it?
Faith is the invisible force
powerful and uplifting.
Fireflies in daylight
above the creek are drifting.
Can you believe it?
Shhhh...
there's a whisper.
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