Voices

John Prophet

Voices.
All voices.
Etched
in time.
All who’ve
existed.
Resonating
through
space.
Ancient.
Yet
to be.
Imprinted.
Mixed
within.
Within
creations
soul.
Reverberating
ripples.
Voices.
Endless
echoes.
Recording
infinite
existence.
Milieu
stores,
catalogs.
Time stamps
all.
Ether bound
remembrances.
Archive
of sentience.
Cosmic
library of
consciousness.
Accumulating.
Compendium
of creation’s
knowledge.
Countless
civilizations
recorded,
catalogued.
Listen,
It’s all
there to
glean.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2023 22:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    'Reverberating
    ripples.
    Voices.
    Endless
    echoes.'
    indeed, wise Poet
    its all there for us to glean
    we need but slow down
    n heed, those vibrations
    guiding our life's, story

    • John Prophet

      Hi LBM,

      yup all around us the vibrations flow.
      Thank you for reading.
      JP

    • Goldfinch60

      Many people only hear but do not listen John.

      Andy

      • John Prophet

        Thanks for reading Andy
        JP



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