A Sacred Voice

August 26th 2023

On a lone summer walk, where

the leaves of oaks and other trees

built a blanket, a canopy,

insisting on protecting me,

came a voice I did not recognize.

It spoke with compelling strength,

and, like the trees, reminded me

that despite my stress and worry

the earth will soon bring peace;

from this solemn place I will arise.

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