The lesson slipped up by my side,
at first unnoticed,
when like a faint trill of elfin music,
it struck a chord deep within.
A tiny bit of discomfort niggled -
self doubt readied to take the floor.
Softly the musical voice offered wisdom so tender that
any self doubt gently and kindly
stepped aside.
Bending once more
over my Morning Pages,
pen in hand,
page open to receive,
the lesson was sketched from the gentle air of quiet wisdom.
over my Morning Pages,
pen in hand,
page open to receive,
the lesson was sketched from the gentle air of quiet wisdom.
“Words mean more than what is set down on paper.
It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.”
~ Maya Angelou
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