She stills herself and listens for footsteps
Her inner voice is shouting in vain
Unheard in this world full of noise
There have been so many voices calling
And she followed through her hearts door
The silence is deep yet a gentle voice calls
It is the voice of her soul and love
The chains that bound her fall apart
Here is the greatest gift of all
Understanding love is always in her heart.
    - G. Jenkins