Listen!
Listen! for the sound of many waters.
Listen! for the sound of the rushing wind.
Listen! for the sound of the silent earth.
Listen! for the sound of the radiant sun.
Listen!
November 28, 2013
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Years of Silence
we get used to winter's grey lid
when sunlight becomes a memory,
colour fading into a mash of leaves
on wet streets and sidewalks,
the ceiling of our expectations
coming down like autumn rain;
standing still we're like old growth trees,
catching mist in our moss-covered branches,
root shot through with years of silence
falling into winter's sleep
to grow the many songs of spring.
Don Hynes
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