There are places in this world that still sing out the power that once shook that place.
Those places sing out to invite the soul in human beings to come, and fill themselves with that power. To learn and know of that virtue by experiencing the song in their hearts.
Those places sing their song to inspire human souls to bring that power into their lives. When that power enters their lives it will meet others in their lives and expand.
Sometimes the spirits of nature come to honour the power of those places and join in with the song and sometimes the souls of the deceased visit to sing along, to be warmed and strengthened and for the more conscious deceased, to teach human souls who visit.
This way, from one human being to another, the power that once shook that place will move through the world and do its work. In many cases, that work is to right an injustice, tht roused that power into action, and to reap the fruit of the spirit in which that power shook that place - often LOVE.
Places of courage and love - where a final stand was made, a few against many more. Where certain death was faced, where lives were given for others, where miracles happened, where the Divine forces from above intervened to help...
There are valleys, mountains, lakes, rocky outcrops, reefsa, seas, islands and old battlefields that sing...
Not to mention the the temples of the past and present...
Why I have always wondered is there a certain a sombre silence, a certain tranquility to be felt at the old battlefields? Many lives,were lost, much loss was felt, much suffering, also much courage, much love and much relief...
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