Life is but a whisper
Barely ever heard
So lived as we believed
In our place amongst the herd
Missed it’s melody
We move to our own beat
Divine inspiration
Is trampled under feet
Path becomes a struggle
Search without end
Love lost its desire
Things become friends
Empty with no purpose
Silence is all that’s left
In hope of the whisper
Before the sunlight’s death
Morning Prayer
Whisper & Roar
Path to Magic Workbook
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