The snow is falling softly now
Leaving us in a quiet, peaceful world
Where the noise so often overpowering
Becomes more subdued, background music
And we listen with attuned hearts
To the fundamental melodies of our souls.
Sometimes the most meaningful music
Is found in the notes softly playing on repeat
Within our veins, our deeper sense of knowing,
Patiently humming the messages we need to hear
Until our minds are calm enough to listen.
If we sit in the stillness of this falling snow,
Shutting out the noise of overthinking in our minds
What will we hear?
What is your soul singing to you?
The Therapy of Words 