You see, it is in the darkest of night,

That it seems to reach its height

When the hustle of everyday life begins to quiets,

Another realm begins to riot.

You see, you can’t ignore them forever,

No matter how clever - the whispers always sneak in.

You see, it is not silence I seek,

I welcome the peak.

The guidance, the hand that points,

It’s something unique.

Unique to me.

Unique to you.

Unique to any who prove true.