The voice

There is a voice.
sometimes a whisper;sometimes a roar.
It is a judge.
Too certain, too constant to ignore.

It makes a list.
Of all faults, of all stumbles.
It is unceasing.
Through all joys, through all troubles.

There is a man.
One kinder than he likes to admit.
There is silence.
That makes the critic quit.

There is stillness.
That makes the voice mute.
There is a woman.
At her center resolute.

6/1/2009

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