Voice (from me to you)

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What of having a voice
and not knowing how to speak
or what to say?
 
Is it possible that the sounds
need to echo from here to there,
from me to you
 
before I can find their most
deepest resonance?
To hear first, to listen,
 
the world’s greatest song.
To hear, too, the quiet thunder
roaring in this heart of mine
 
to know with absolute surety
that there are dreams of breaking free
and why, and how,
 
and what purpose is served
therein. Then the quiet whispers
turn to siren, voice to precious gold. – TS
 
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