What do I hear in the silence.

Edisto Sunrise, by Paula King

Pounding waves against the shore.  Wind in the palms.  Tree frogs’ forest symphony.  An owl hooting in the night, red shouldered hawks sharp cry in light.

When I turn off  sounds of humanity, when I silence  technology ‘s roar what do I hear.  Pulsing life all around, a puppy’s sleepy breath, the whirl of life instead of death.

When I sit in silence I hear a splash and feel the ripple on the pond, I hear  the buzz of hummingbirds and bees, the sound of soft butterfly’s wings,  I hear the falling of the leaves, I hear the mist above the trees, I hear memory’s melodies.

Black Swallowtail, by Paula King.

When I sit in silence, I hear the song of Mother Earth,  I feel Her vibrate in my soul,  I hear the sounds of love and life.

When I sit in silence I hear my inner voice, I hear my highest self, I hear my true heart’s desire.

And I am heard.

When I silence the world around me for an hour or a day, I find stillness, I find peace,  I find reality.  What do you hear in the silence?

About Paula Todd King

My passions are my husband Ron, dogs who've blessed me with their love, writing, spending time in nature, meditating, reading, and finding gratitude in every waking moment. Earlier this year I was asked to join The Cloud Foundation as Communications Director,which has allowed me to contribute in a small way to help educate the public about the ongoing threat to our nations' Wild Horse Herds.
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