Words

Stop. The playlist of your life is on repeat.
Pause. If just for a moment.
Start your day on a quieter note, more gentle.
That sound--did you know a gloriously carefree bird gives you a private symphony each morning?
Cut off your song mid-verse.
Listen to what you have been missing in the frantic whirlwind of modern survival.
Look around you. Notice the people you have passed everyday, without acknowledging.
Fellow humans in the journey of life, make a stranger a friend.
Make your world silent and you will hear all around you.
Turn off your playlist. And listen.

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Nothing spoke more than the wind.
Gently flowing through the broken trees,
Weighed down by souls of thousands
Nothing spoke--but nothing had to
Lifting Spirits all but forgotten in the
Song of their youth.

Nothing spoke--but all was heard.

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Summer sings sweetly softly swaying sprightly
A breathe of air, the lightest touch, there is nothing else.

There is enough.