The Sound of Silence

There is something to be said for silence. So much to be heard in the depths of the sound waves that flow through the vastness that is. The pleasure of listening to the universe and the message that it tries to convey on a daily basis; minute by minute; with every second that passes by.

Problem is that we create a world of noise around us. We create havoc and clutter. We create thunderous noise that impedes us from hearing what is being gently whispered. We are blind to the colors of the sunrise; the turning of the leaves; the blues of the ocean. We are deaf to the sound of the waves; the morning robin’s melody; the whisper of the wind.

How simple life would be without the clutter that we bring to the universe. The constant bickering and arguing; the pride; the vanity; and, the greed. How fabulous if every second would be treasured as if it were our last. If we loved without conviction. If we gave without expectations. If we listened to the sound of silence.

For all we have for certain is this second. All we are guaranteed is this moment. All we really need is now. If we would shed all the false layers created by the ego and allowed our soul to shine through, we would see the reflection of the universe. And, it would all make perfect sense. Nothing for us to do but be.