Voice without words

For many years I sought the voice inside,

To touch the truth that lies between my thoughts,

A part of me where bliss and joy abide,

Where wisdom speaks, and where true guidance talks.

But I could find no comfort in the voice,

For summer light lives not inside a cloud;

I could not find a reason to rejoice,

To hear only my listening aloud.

I turned to silence that I had concealed,

As if my soul was waiting to be found;

Without delay the quiet then revealed

That I’m the silence listening to sound.

I found a voice that speaks without a word,

In silence so divine it can be heard.