A small voice, hushed and gentle

A small voice, hushed and gentle,

rises up from the earth and is carried

on the streams and the falling snow, on ocean waves

and the winds, gentle breezes or gales raging,

and it speaks of balance, steadfastness,

the triad of earth and man and the divine;

but in the busy-ness of our lives,

the pursuit of materials, wealth and power,

or merely the means to support our lives,

we fail to hear, fail to listen,

and are lost.