One Voice

This is my one and only voice, yet you may have heard it before. Or maybe you claim it has been heard before. Perhaps, I am a voice you know or know not. Do you know my voice by the manner, in which I deliver an audible vibration to your inner ear? You say, sure I must know this voice from somewhere. Or do you only know this voice, perhaps, my voice from not yourself, but elsewhere. Is it even my voice you hear, or could it be your own? What if I am not even speaking and yet, an audible sound which to your ears sounds like a voice – my voice, your voice? A voice as one.

Who is the Speaker?

Who is the speaker speaking the sounds? Is it I, you, me, we, they – Who? Shall I be a vehicle in which your voice comes through me? Then said to be my own. But what if it’s not my voice then or yours for that matter. Is it even a voice after all? Is it entwined with sublime grace speaking? In an unknown, incomprehensible rhythm. Is it a human voice?

Certainly, there is no other kind – is there? Do you engage in cryptic synchronizing of vibrational frequencies, posing as a voice? Is this merely a human demonstrating voice enhancement for some reason? Only the person conducting such hypocrisy could very well know. Perhaps, not. Or Perhaps so.

Beyond the Horizon

Beyond the horizon of the electromagnetic sub-particles, may just be a hidden endeavor few, if any, choose to hear. Such as this voice. A voice like no other ever heard. A voice speaking, yet not speaking. A dichotomous Yin and Yang experience. It’s one voice, yet it’s many and all voices simultaneously. It has no certain dialect, nor does it properly pronunciate for you. Why should it need to, it’s not interested in egoic “hissy fits” or grandeur exposes.

It is the one true voice. To say it is inside may be valid. To say it is outside may also be valid. Whose to say? All to know is that it is there and you, yes, you… could choose to hear it. You must learn to listen. Choosing an inner hearing touched only upon your heart, perhaps. Or Soul. Or even Spirit, if you will.  As some have found it’s located in the in-between spaces of time/space continuum. It’s not in the busy stream of technology jumbling and rumbling for your attention. Could it be a stillness, a silence, a quietude few partake or bask in?

If You Want To

You don’t have to listen if you don’t want to. You may not have the composure to try. I cannot speak for you. You must choose for yourself. Maybe the verity of it, is that some can easily hear the voice and some just cannot. Or will not. Tell me.  Some of us may have heard the voice since our incarnation upon the planet. Possibly even eternity, the voice has guided us.

Could we allow the voice to embrace us or simply embrace the voice. Shall we wonder to whom the voice really belongs? In the connectedness of it all, in your silence may you at least begin to hear one voice. The voice, yours, mine, ours. Knowing the quest is infinite. It could very well be the voice of Moksha, indeed.