There comes a day
when you stop listening
to the cacophony
of the world around you . . .
and you single out the sweet,
pure song of your soul.
In that moment, everything changes.
“It is the still, small voice that the soul heeds,
not the deafening blasts of doom.”
William Dean Howells
P.S: Is today the day ?
Is now the moment that could change everything ?
What if,we could choose to always trust that still small voice within …and know that we know that we know what to choose and create ?
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