Small Still Voice

I'm walking in the woods and I hear music in the distance. It sounds like a harp and it is faint. I begin to walk closer with anticipation to find the source of this beautiful sound. It begins to get hazy with fog. I rapidly continue on but the sound remains faint. I'm compelled to glance at my watch and it reads 4:44; suddenly I am overwhelmed with the realization that the sound is the small still voice in my head telling me that everything is going to be OK!

-Fictional story by AJ Fortuna -