listening

Carpe Diem #1139 listening

a cry
at the river's edge
only the dove hears

©  petra domina

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Listening to others has always been important to me.  It has been easy to ask a couple of questions and folks will talk.  A sense of ease and for the most part a lack of judgement were sure fire soil for a 'talking garden'.  A place where privacy was respected, joys and sorrows shared.  The aging process is making it more difficult for me to hear not to mention listen.  After a few years of working next to a refrigerator sized CPU I am left with tinnitus.  With aging ears if there is any other sound in the room, forget it.  I will not be able to understand most words.  The world needs listeners at times even more than answers.  Just knowing your voice has been heard . . . somehow that is enough to heal.

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