‘Sometimes just shut up and LISTEN
train your ears to music, my music
cut out the rest
coz every other sound is a distraction
the din of confusion, the rising notions
the theorizing and the logical-ization
(if there is such a thing)
is all meant to nip it young
your growing passion
for love, for fame, for making a name
who would you turn to, the breeze or the scorning wind?
who can calm you, the twilight or the scorching sun?
who can win you over, the blazing fire or the warm hearth?
would you love the oceans if they thrashed your ground?!
if not, then LISTEN
keep quiet and key in
to my mantra”….”
the wicked universe whispered
and she nodded.