Prompted from Within

In Total Silence, I can hear Your prompting
Like Life Itself Wants to Say something

Ever Contended, You want to Play
You want to Do

Like a Child's Play,
where the Pleasure is In the Play

How Serious we make all this
How Simple it Really is


Forget the Titles, the Names, the Recognition
These are Hollow Tin Cans that make Loud Noises

Drink from the Deep Ocean of Nectar called Life
It brings Opportunities unsought, so that You can Play
For thou Art Life, and Life wishes to Live