Voices

VOICES We fill the silence with droning voice absurd, With words not from the heart - shouts of empty silliness: They drown out our soul-voice in the silent stillness. Heedless of more honest sounds without word. Trust the babbling of the forest brook small. Rough sea’s crashing combers tell of storm due; The words of dry snow’s hiss warn of cold true. The whispering of the trees says it all. The laughter in a baby’s babbling - a sound of joy; The purr of the cat; the hiss of the snake; Mother’s tearful cry - are always true; never fake. Are an honest expression - not mere ploy …………………………………………………………………………………………. Note Inspired by the poetry of MARIE LAFORET, French folksinger