The Voice

The voice that lives 
Hidden in my soul
I have come to acknowledge
In life, your important role

You make no noise
Only decide to nudge
As and when the time arrives
To face surprise or danger

You prompt my brain
To stop and notice
Something out of place
Something complex

My personal crystal ball
My amorphous angel
Stemming from past experiences
My own creation

You scare me sometimes
You make my heart race
With the realisation that I know
Something I cannot explain

Others call you Intuition
I call you a voice
A voice that speaks no words
A voice that never lies

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