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