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The Silent World

For millions of years man has lived on this earth
Only him and Gods natural sounds
They lived in the forests, the meadows, the plains
And they foraged for natures abounds
They could hear the bee buzz and the songs of the birds
And the breeze blowing ‘bout in the trees
It was peaceful and quiet from the day of his birth
Into the silent world

They sat by their fire or laid on the grass
Watched the twinkling stars in the sky
Watched as the moon and the planets would pass
Seeing Gods’ world revealed to their eyes
Heard the borealis crackle and crash
The cry of the loon and the lap of the waves
The fish jump and the returning splash
In the silent world

They tilled the field with oxen and horse
Working quietly all through the day
The jingle of harness, the neigh of the mule
Could be heard from a half mile away
The waiting women would lay out the food
The men were coming home for the night
The senses were sharper, you trusted each sound
In the silent world

The nights were darker there were no lights
Your guides were the moon and the stars
You knew it would rain by the smell of the air
And a small clap of thunder afar
The howl of the coyote and the bark of the dog
As they sang to each other in tune
You knew what was happening just by hearing the sounds
Of the silent world

The old men would talk telling stories of old
The children would listen with glee
The women would bustle preparing for bed 
And the evening hours would flee
Their lifetimes of knowledge was ever passed down 
To the next generation and on
But these times I remember with great reminisce 
Sadly now are all gone

The men no longer talk as they did in the past
Holding a child on their knee
They sit and stare in a silent transfix
At their ever blaring TV
And their thoughts are all blurred
Not a thing can be heard 
From the silent world 

The world has now changed it is no longer there
We’ve grown deaf to the silence we’ve known
We’re bombarded with noise from all of our toys
And all of the junk that we own
Cars and trucks and trains and planes
TVs and Ipods wherever we turn
Oh what a delight, if just for the night
We’d return to the silent world

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  1. Date: 8/11/2013 4:15:00 AM
    I agree, we need to return to silence from time to time. Great job. Welcome from a fellow Canuck. Rick