They’re all around me.

The voices of others.

Telling me what i should or shouldn’t do

branding me with their words

Cluttering my mind.

They cloud my view of the world.

All these people and all these lies.

But here i sit in the wild wilderness

and for the first time in days,

months,

maybe even years.

I can hear the sound of the universe.

I can feel the world on my skin and taste life on my tongue

And i can listen to the true thoughts.

The thoughts that linger in my mind when all is said and done.

The truths that i didn’t know i knew.

Pressing in to my heart.

The sound of trees loosen the silly words from wherever they hum and distract.

The warm breeze lifts them from my mind, like dandelion flowers.

They are gone from me.

Now i am alone with myself. But i am not alone.

I have the world listening and i am listening too.

I am listening and i can hear the sound of what is coming.

The echo that comes before the sound of thunder.

I can feel myself changing, growing older.

I can sense the waves of the world crashing onto a silent beach.

I can understand the complicated silence of all that is to come.