voice


That which calls so deep in the forest

Can be heard within city traffic

It is the yearning of our hearts

The pulse we feel right down to our thumbs

The knowledge that we are alive

And aiming at something

Higher and truer

Than our daily minds

The closer you go

The louder it grows

Surrounding you with peace

If you listen

If you listen

Some sense this only as static

A feeling that aught is not right with the world

The sense of unfamiliarity

In this sense we may as well be

Aliens in our own world

For all the understanding we have missed

To know harmony with nature is to

Know one’s true self.

Our nature is nature

Our love is the beating heart

Of this beautiful planet.

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