Life will always surprise you!
Life will always surprise you!
The quiet of dawn
Was a wonderful spell
I cherish the moment
But I’ve something to tell.
Ginger, my friend, said
I think there is more
The sun’s in the sky
And we’re keeping score.
It happens in earnest
The day will begin
The peace of the morning
Is gone on a whim.
There’s breakfast and dressing
The others to awake
I hate to admit it
It’s not a mistake.
To pay for this life
We cherish each day
It comes with a cost
There’s no other way.
We must get to work
With crowds all around
Fighting with traffic
Oh, what a sound!
There’s huffing and puffing
And scurrying about
It happens each day
I leave you no doubt.
Exhaustion sets in
As you dream for an end
Counting the days
Till you can amend.
The peace that you had
And know in your heart
The rest isn’t bad.
Silence is the pause as we wait for life to intrude.
We may have come a long way in fifty or even a hundred years but have we learned the right lessons?
Life doesn’t have a rewind button.
My first time on earth
Was the moment of birth
When my feet hit the ground
I was running!
Move on a few years
Through laughter and tears
And I ain’t stopping
They say time catches on
To where I have gone
The ravages will show
That’s really just fine
I think it’s a sign
Cuz now I am running
Life is for living
And it’s all I am giving
I think I’ll be here
For a while!
To live we must have air, to have a life we must have passion.
It’s been very hot here this past week, occasionally making it into the high 40s Celsius (100+F) and the room with my computer has no air conditioning so I have no post written for today. Never fear . . this Blast From My Past was written in July 2013.
Do you ever sit in a quiet room and listen, I mean truly listen? Close your eyes and pay attention. I can hear the wind off my balcony gently blowing through the trees. I can hear my refrigerator humming its ubiquitous sound of cold. I can hear the highway and a steady drone of cars whizzing by. A bird, a gull I think, probably searching for lunch, loudly. There’s a banging, somebody doing construction. Oh yes and a car horn screeching its presence. Oops, a car alarm screams in protest, at what I do not know. A truck backs up, punctuating the world with his irritating beep, beep, beep, beep…
You see I believe true silence is illusory. Even when a room is deathly quiet, it is not silent. Spend some time in a library. It is one of the noisiest places that advocates silence. Listen carefully. The librarian is admonishing someone for something. Someone else is on the phone directing someone to the appropriate department. With the advent of computers there is a constant clicking of the keyboards. I can hear pages turning, sometimes in anger. There is the irritated sigh as someone looks for a book but cannot find it. Pages rustle and footsteps clack on the uncarpeted floor. There is no silence here.
Once upon a time our world was much quieter. We didn’t have cars and computers and the ever present hum of electricity. Our nights were darker, we didn’t have the light pollution of all the towns around us. I believe as a people we were calmer. Now we want more and more. No matter what we have, we crave new and better. What is that? What is it the psychobabble of the day is saying: relax, chill, be cool. Well it’s true! We live noisy and harried lives. We rarely seem to take the time to stop and smell the roses. Even when we relax it’s doing something energetic and noisy. Ah yes, the sounds of silence: the ever present white noise that surrounds our lives. I just heard that they actually sell machines that emit white noise because it is often difficult for some people to sleep when things are too quiet.
I wonder if we would know what to do if all sound stopped. I wonder if people who are completely deaf actually experienced true silence? All I know is that my world is noisy and sometimes irritating and I love it all!
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