There’s Something tells me I should go this way,
And Something tells me what I ought to say,
And that same Something is much wiser than
The “I” I am and knows more than I can.
Who is this Something that dictates my verse
And shows me better when I would do worse,
And yet whose counsel I too much ignore
Choosing those actions I so soon deplore?
Some call it Guidance, others Spirit, Source,
A Wisdom or a Compass for our course,
Found out not in our heads but in our hearts,
That place where ego ends and mercy starts.
Some say this Something is indeed divine
And That with which we most need to align.
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