Beyond the literal connotation, of the outward spoken word,
Lies the depths of hidden meaning, beyond just what is heard.
The words are seeds of inspiration, which can germinate and grow,
Within the hearts of those who listen, and they begin to know...
The words you hear are but a dim reflection of the wisdom deep within.
They show you what's inside the heart, the inner place it's hidden in.
Listen! Listen! Do not speak!
Wisdom comes to those who seek!
Watch and listen, meditate!
Wisdom comes to those who wait!
Wisdoms' end is Love and Peace and enlightened Intuition,
Guidance pure and righteous acts, from inner Light brought to fruition.
Note: I posted this poem some months back, but with the inclusion of the recital I'm hoping the community finds some additional value. Thanks for reading and perhaps listening.