“I don’t know the way,”
She said.
“Listen to my voice.”
“I can’t see my feet,”
She said.
“Listen to me call.”
“I am afraid,”
She said.
“Come to me, child.”
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A Soul's Walk 
Oh yes yes yes–good. Is it the voice of kind mother, by chance?? (That’s what I heard, maybe because it’s what I needed…)
Sometimes I wonder if Eliot was right… maybe I do just become another reader.