Go back to where you last heard…

She a wise old woman, I a forlorn and wondering youth.

Wisdom was her tutor, wisdom found in the deep abiding waters of true life. Wisdom spoke. She listened and shared.

I youth then, older now, yet younger than when we spoke. I was older then, I’m younger than that now. For I listened to her wisdom and grew young rather than old.

The old find a youth the youth can not know without time gone by. Time out of mind.

The mind of youth gets lost in time. Thank God.

She listened to God. She taught me how, I learned to listen. So can you.

She said, “if you have lost his voice, go back. Return to the last place you heard it”

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