We are told that as humans, we’re born with a conscience. It’s purported to be a voice that instructs us on the difference between good and evil. Christians are likely to equate this to the voice of God.
In my experience, it’s a still, small voice that is either the voice of reason or a gut instinct. I believe in that voice; it’s warned me of danger countless times and saved my skin more than once. More recently, this same voice fires my imagination and gives hope to my musings.
I hear your voice
carried by soft winds
beyond a burning bush
Frank hosts dVerse tonight with the theme for this Haibun Monday to write on anything to do with internal chatter or what he calls- silent sounds.