Our daily lives drown out His voice. The consciousness that lives inside every one of us that makes up passion, soul, strength and the veracity for life. Every time we're told to live this way, that way and not the other - we get confused. We get frustrated. We loose control. We call ourselves failures. Only because we never listen to our hearts, to the truth. And because we've grown cynical to the child inside.

But hope lies in the people around us. We can't depend on ourselves and deafened ears alone. We need to surround ourselves with people who can listen to Him. When they do, they know when to be Him and extend themselves to us. To our aid. They become our ears. Then they breathe life into us again. They remind us of our passions, our moments of complete happiness and humility. The freefall feeling of truth. And we're alive again.

Sometimes these people are our friends. Our family. Or strangers. Sometimes, the one who find us and reach deeper inside than others make the effort to, become our soulmates. Then you can walk together, being each other's ears, eyes, mouth and a beacon of hope. And all you need is just one. For eternity.