Dear intuition…
Small, still voice,
Gently giving advice.
Far too busy to hear you.
So many mistakes made,
Easily avoided.
Pain caused.
Time wasted.
All from a wilful deafness.
Must make time.
Stillness.
Space.
Silence.
For you to shine through
For your voice to ring out
To submit to your leadings.
Love Jen.
This is contributing towards the April Love 2016 project.
This is a nice poem, Jen! Did you write it yourself?
I did yes! thank you
That is very good! I am glad that you have a gift to write poems. I cannot even write poems or even know how to.
thank you so much, it is very new for me, so that is much appreciated!