Modesty shall not be confused with fear.
A man is simply a man no matter how manly he is.
To hear your calling and have no calling to hear brings one’s soul to a public so near.
Why must silence be forced when a voice is all one has to offer?
We reach down deep and pull out what we suffer.
A man with but a broken heart fails to find his place to start.
My voice in the night shall continue to call.
Even if as an angel I once did fall.
May 28, 2013 | Categories: Sterling Writings, The Life of Sterling | Tags: Angel, broken heart, calling, heart, male, man, message, poem, poetry, Psychic Sterling Sinclair, Reflection, soul, Sterling Sinclair, voice, writing | Leave a comment