I listen as the raindrops fall from the sky.
It's believed GOD's shower, some people ask why.
For this is His way of washing things clean.
Look around you, haven't you seen?
A Voice Hidden
A voice hidden in a body unmatched.
How can a butterfly, from such a cocoon be hatched?
Whether in the car, the shower, but alone so to speak.
The enemy, self-consciousness, a miracle I seek.