The Voice No One Knows [On Hold]

Called By The Voice

In the vast expanse of the mind's boundless domain,
Two voices echo, a complex and intricate chain,
One a symphony of light, a melody divine,
The other a whisper of darkness, a shadowed line.

The voice of light, a gentle breeze of grace,
Sings of resilience in life's challenging race,
It murmurs of hope, of dreams to aspire,
A steadfast guide through the trials that transpire.

But the voice of darkness, a tempestuous storm,
Whispers of turmoil, of fears taking form,
It plants seeds of worry, stirs up the soul,
A constant reminder of the shadows that roll.

In the tapestry of our inner symphony,
These voices clash, a cosmic harmony,
One urging us to soar and reach for the sky,
The other tempting us to falter and comply.

Within this intricate dance of light and shade,
A profound truth emerges, unafraid,
That these voices, though opposite in sound,
Together weave the tapestries that surround.

The voice of light, a guiding star so bright,
Embraces us with love, in the dark of night,
It speaks of courage, of wisdom untold,
A beacon of strength in a world so cold.

But the voice of darkness, with its haunting call,
Urges us to confront our fears, stand tall,
It challenges us to grow, to seek the light,
Guiding us through the shadows of our plight.

So heed these voices, both sweet and sour,
In their union lies wisdom's power,
Embrace their contradictions, their ceaseless flow,
For in their harmony, our truths will grow.

Let their echoes blend in a sacred verse,
A symphony of life, for better or worse,
Embrace the complexities they bring,
For in their unity, we find the heart's true ring.

In the depths of the mind, where echoes reside,
Find peace in their song, let it be your guide.