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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