Listening
LISTEN
“What are you doing?”
I was asked one early morning as I was sitting on a bench.
“Listening,” I said.
“Listening to everything being said.”
“Here, sit with me for a while.”
“Close your eyes and listen to your mind.”
Stillness directs your thoughts; blindness directs your vision.
Fill your ears with sounds, sweet and alive.
Listen to your heart for it know where to take you.
Let it lead you; Listen, Follow.
Copyright © Gayle Vanasse | Year Posted 2021
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