Cloudy was the morning on which I had awoke,
not a bird was heard chirping, nor a single word heard spoke.
My eyes were then opened to what no one often sees,
as if a veil had been lifted, with a cool summer breeze.
Nothing was moving not a single leaf in the trees,
or a single blade of grass, as far the eye can see.
The dogs so often barking, in this moment could not be heard.
Crystalline was the moment that brought me these few words.
Within this crystalline moment, my world was standing still
this peaceful quiet moment, for me was such a thrill.
As that moment faded I felt an inner peace come from within,
a moment then gone, when the chaotic world once again began to spin.
The dogs began barking and birds were heard chirping in the trees,
leaves again began to rustle, upon another cool summer breeze.
Children were then heard yelling, as they played out in their yards
with that all to familiar sound, of so many passing cars.
Is this what the world is like, for those who cannot hear?
Do the subtle sounds they think they hear, tend to strike them with a fear?
I will have to ask my brother who was born partially deaf,
then let him know in a way, he may have been born partially blessed
Dan Kearley: 7-31-13