Where are you? Don’t you listen?
The voice, in the gentle whispers of breeze
In the chirpings of bird, in the rustling of the leaves
And dearly and lovingly in the silence of heart.
Where are you? Is not the calling so loud?
As the dark of the night, as calm as the ocean,
As powerful as the monster, as loud as the sound of thunder
And as good and clear as running waters in the stream
Where are you? Are you deaf to hear and respond
To that call, which responded in due time,
Grants you life in abundance, then come on
Hurry up, wake up, heed and answer.
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