Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Isn't It Beautiful

Listen.

Isn't it beautiful?
Nothing but the sound of silence.
No pollution of noise to rot the mind's creativity,
No distractions to keep you off task.

But its not really silent is it?
The water flowing by,
the trees rustling with the wind.
The birds talking back and forth with their daily tunes.

But it feels so quiet doesn't it?
There's no hum of busy bodies,
and no one calling for your attention
Just you and a little bit of serenity.

Can't you just feel the rejuvenation?
Dip your bare feet into the coolness of the river,
watch the sun set into the horizon,
and bathe in the last rays of sun mixed with the nights advent.

Breathe that air in, isn't it wonderful?
the musty smells of earth and growing things,
the aroma of a day's rain gone by,
ahh, the sounds of silent tranquility- Isn't it Beautiful?

5 comments:

lakeviewer said...

It must be all those summer breezes making us ponder so.

I dropped in from Fhina's. I shall return.

Rikkij said...

April-ah, the sounds of silence. Except for that riot in my head. ~rick

Shadow said...

THAT is the silence i love...

BloggerMouth said...

Beautiful. The poem and the imagery.

findingmywingsinlife said...

Lakeviewer,
Thanks for stopping in! Always wonderful to see a new face on here. And yes, I think the summer breezes (or the knowledge of them ceasing here soon as fall approaches) that gets us to thinkin'.

Rikkij,
Your riot??? Have a peek at mine every now and then and you'll think the one in your head is bliss! :)

Shadow,
Meee tooo!

BloggerMouth,
Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.