Voices
Some call it a hunch
Or a gut feeling
Those things we do
For no real reason at all
When we listen to
The inner voice
That guides all of our decisions
Every choice
When we rely on
Some primordial inclination
To make the call
I’ve always trusted
My instincts
To provide sound counsel
And here I am still alive
To recount my tale
Learning to trust oneself
Without cause
Is an unwritten law
Which allows spirit
Over intellect to prevail
Bcm
31 jan 2021
Submitted: January 31, 2021
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