Listen
	Seeking, seeking, for what I know not,
	For something I haven't yet got.
	Thought life has been good to me,
	There is something I do not see.
	I have looked far and near,
	Usually in anguish and fear,
	I'm afraid there's something I've missed,
	Something I must find before I've passed.
	Then one day as I sat quietly,
	It came to me mightly.
	You must sit silent and still,
	And come to you it will.
	The answer is in the small still voice,
	But you must make the choice;
	To sit quietly and listen with all your mind,
	And the answers you will surely find.
	To pray it has been said,
	Is to talk to the Godhead.
	But when you meditate in a corner,
	You are listening for the answer.
	Do this and find the answer you shall,
	And also a brand new pal.
	As you sit and listen,
	All the world will glisten.
								Ivan