Silent rooms, where shadows creep, Mother’s jaw locked, secrets she’d keep. No stories told, but I felt their weight, Her mother’s pain, it shaped my fate. Flinch at a shout, scan for the storm, Ancestral wounds in my body’s form. Not just mine, these scars I bear, Echoes of pain in the unspoken air. From cells to soul, I’m learning to see, The truth I face sets my spirit free. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. Her sobriety fought, a cycle she broke, But tension lingered in the words she spoke. Love felt earned, not a gift to claim, I learned her fear, carried her shame. Yet in my heart, I feel it still, A call to heal, a deeper will. Not just mine, these scars I bear, Echoes of pain in the unspoken air. From cells to soul, I’m learning to see, The truth I face sets my spirit free. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. DNA holds what stories can’t say, Trauma’s mark in a quiet way. But I’m not bound by what came before, I’ll name the ghosts, open the door. With every truth I choose to meet, I break the past, make my heart complete. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. No more shadows, just a heart that’s clear, Truth’s in the naming, it’s always here. I’m not the wounds that my ancestors bore, I’m the choice to heal, to love, to soar. Echo unspoken… I’m free, I’m whole.

It hit like thunder, no whisper, no plea, A voice in my soul said, “This is who you’ll be.” Not just a sale, not a deal to close, But a teacher’s fire, where my truth arose. Seminar days, deals by night, I ran, Exhausted, alive, I became the man. It don’t ask, it demands, it won’t wait, The voice within, it’s my truest fate. No hiding now, I’m called to rise, To live the truth in my heart’s own eyes. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. I’ve seen the cost when I turn away, Anxiety creeps, my spirit frays. Busywork builds, excuses I weave, But silence the call, and my soul can’t breathe. The voice evolves, it shifts, it grows, Yet never fades, it’s the truth I know. It don’t ask, it demands, it won’t wait, The voice within, it’s my truest fate. No hiding now, I’m called to rise, To live the truth in my heart’s own eyes. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. What calls me now, in this quiet space? I strip the noise, let my truth take place. No comfort’s pull, no fear’s disguise, I face the call with unclouded eyes. Teaching, creating, my heart’s alive, The voice within is why I thrive. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. No more silence, just a heart that’s true, The call I answer is the life I choose. From thunder’s crash to a steady flame, The voice within speaks my truest name. Voice within… I’m whole, I’m free.

My mind’s a river, sometimes clear, sometimes choked, Polluted with noise, where my peace once broke. Headlines scream, screens pull me away, I dodge the debris, forget how to stay. But I’m the steward, I choose what flows, Cleaning the river where my truth grows. No more junk thoughts, no more toxic stream, I’m clearing the way for my soul’s own dream. With every choice, I’m setting it free, The river runs clear when I’m true to me. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. Notifications pile, they mask as need, Feeding my mind with a restless greed. I let too much in, lost my own voice, Till I learned to discern, to make my choice. No more dodging, I face what’s real, The river’s mine to help it heal. No more junk thoughts, no more toxic stream, I’m clearing the way for my soul’s own dream. With every choice, I’m setting it free, The river runs clear when I’m true to me. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. No White House chase, no market’s call, I’m not here for the noise of it all. Like a river restored, I’m learning to be, Choosing what flows, setting my mind free. Each breath, each pause, I reclaim my ground, Clarity’s the truth that I’ve always found. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. No more searching, just a stream so clear, Truth’s not out there, it’s always here. I’m not the noise, I’m the flow beneath, In this moment, I find my peace. Cleaning the river… I’m free, I’m true.