Listen attentively, discern
The feeling of the ancient voice,
Which calls you gently to return
And make another, loving choice.
A memory now dim, and yet
It’s not forgotten – no, not quite.
A feeling which at times you get
Gently persisting in your mind.
Listen, please heed the soundless song!
Amidst the turmoil of your life
Sometimes you feel you don’t belong
In place of never ending strife.
What says the song when it is heard?
The meaning different for each
With silent, gentle, holy word
It does remind, but never preach.