Inner Voice

During the times
When we heard the Mother
And felt the Earth's heart
Beating in time with our own
We were consecrated
To this earth
Then came the day
When mankind decided
He no longer needed the Mother
Convinced of our own superiority
Blinded by ego
So few still hear Her speak
Truths, spoken on the wind
In the rustle through the treetops
Spoken in the sacred silence of the night
Shown through the continuous cycle of the seas
Continuity, a thread through all that lives
But we have blinded ourselves
And closed our ears
Still, though
She speaks
If we would but hear