A poem about the inner voice inside us that tells us we need more, that we are not good enough as we are.

 

 

How I’ve searched long to calm this cry

Which lingers deep inside

It has consumed my very being

Left canyons still growing wide.

Always an aching void

Which echoes loud and deep

It finds me in the morning

And keeps me at night from my sleep.

Its roar has drown out life’s songs

Causing me to miss the dance

Pushing me from my Perfect life

Where I thought I’d left nothing to chance.

Now why this troubling ringing in my head

And this pounding at my chest

Oh when my Lord will I learn

To just stand still and rest.

For all that I have searched for

I’ve carried with me from the start

It is the comfort to stop the cry

And the peace to calm my heart.

For I have found here in this valley

A lily blooming free wild
With out a drop of rain or sunlight

Still gave a fragrance sweet and mild.

Now in this rugged valley I have found

Strength to climb this mountain high

Realizing half way up

I could no longer hear the cry.

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