A Silent Conversation

Listening to the silence of my mind I wake

I strain my ears listening in the dark the night sounds make

A voice speaks but forms no words

For inside my mind only the echoes are heard

I answer as a question I begin to pose

“Who am I do you suppose?”

“I am I, said the voice—

“the one you speak to when you make your choice “

“No” I said, “ For I am Me–

I am the one I choose and see” 

“That’s what you think” the voice spoke back

“ I’m the one who keeps you on track”

“Rubbish!” said I “For there can only be one I”

“So you think!” the voice replied

“Prove it”said I now getting riled

“Don’t speak to me, I’m not a child”

“Oh No! a child you’re not–

but I’m the voice who calls the shots”

“I tell you again I am ME!”

I listen again and sure enough the voice shouts back

“I Disagree–

For we are One both you and Me”

I shout back “ No I Disagree”

“Prove it” says the voice

This time I say “I have the choice-

Why do we argue all the time?

The voice is silent, no longer clear

I listen as the silence echo’s in my ear

“Hello! where have you gone?-

Its lonely being just the one-

Please don’t go I need a friend

I need the answers that you send”

“Oh so you need me now-

You need to listen and I’ll tell you how-

This conversation back and forth-

Has been with you right from birth

I’m always with you by your side –

But often you push my voice aside

Our battle of wills often take place

And often I’ll be your saving grace.

I am You and You are Me

I am your Conscience don’t you see?

I’ll say No when you say Yes

I’m always here, you don’t have to second guess  

You can listen or turn a deaf ear

But I will always prick your Conscience Dear……

“I know” 

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 All rights reserved.