All things speak
Whether with or without a voice
Cattle working the cud in a distant meadow
Woodquest’s in early morning conversations
Rattling of the magpie
Peace, Harmony, Love
Sun, Moon, Stars
The entire universe
All things speak.
There are times we are too “busy”
To stop and listen
We must allow ourselves silence.
Stop and think
At days end
What did we gain from
Hustle and bustle?
Life is too short.
We don’t know how short
All things speak
Take time
Stop and listen.
The clock is ticking
It’s speaking the time.
(c) Chris Black. August 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
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