Echoing Song

There are so many voices;
so many whispers.
There are so many half truths;
so many lies.
They vie for attention;
for someone to hear;
for someone to believe;
for someone to give in
to their relentless pressure -
O, the relentless pressure.
Their noise attempts 
to drown out all other sounds;
to choke out life itself.

Listen deeper
beneath the cacophony. 
In the deepest depths 
of all that is
remains the echo
of the song that gave birth
to all things.
.
.
You are chosen.
.
.
You are beautiful.
.
.
You are enough.
.
.
You are loved.
This is the truth
of who you are.
Lose yourself
in the mystery
of this echoing song.
- bshivers 

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