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The Still Small Voice
by Alienhippy
I wish I wasn’t so intense
Because it causes so much stress
My thoughts and feelings pour from me
Then I’m left in one big mess
Not knowing if I’ve said too much
Or worded it the right way
I know I’m honest and speak my truth
But do I always have to say
What’s on my heart and in my head
Can’t I just not care instead
It seems to be the most popular way
But I guess today, I just need to pray
The still small voice I hear
Calms my fear
As tears roll down my face
I am comforted by His grace
Listening to that small voice as you say…means we take time to listen before we speak…a good point my friend.
Thank you slp, love and hugs my friend. xx
Hakuna Matata, I love you.
Question: Have you ever just given it to God, like physically acting out the process, the stress I gave Him came from me chest, left like a parcel posted to Him and the replies I receive are lovely.
Stress = Head-mess, Head-mess makes us make no sense, talking loops doesn’t help, just confuses everyone, Just let go and let God take it then He can care too much instead.
You are unique and wonderfully made, God wants you to be who you are with Him first.
Love you always big sis
xxxx
Thank you sis, love you all the world and a bag of sugar. xxxx
Aweeeeee….know this feeling and experience well, my friend. Big hugs. Lovely flow of thoughts and words. xoxox Sam
Love you my lovely Basna. xxx
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Been going through a very similar experience lately. You summed it all up perfectly. Great poem!
Thank you AJ Barlow, love and hugs. xx
i can really understand this especially the bit about speaking too much or too little !! which is what i tend to do alot of !! glad I’m not the only one.
Yes – can identify alienhippy! Wonderful poetry friend!! ~ much love,R
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