The Silent World

For millions of years man has lived on this earth

Only him and Gods natural sounds

They lived in the forests, the meadows, the plains

And they foraged for natures abounds

They could hear the bee buzz and the songs of the birds

And the breeze blowing ‘bout in the trees

It was peaceful and quiet from the day of his birth

Into the silent world

They sat by their fire or laid on the grass

Watched the twinkling stars in the sky

Watched as the moon and the planets would pass

Seeing Gods’ world revealed to their eyes

Heard the borealis crackle and crash

The cry of the loon and the lap of the waves

The fish jump and the returning splash

In the silent world

They tilled the field with oxen and horse

Working quietly all through the day

The jingle of harness, the neigh of the mule

Could be heard from a half mile away

The waiting women would lay out the food

The men were coming home for the night

The senses were sharper, you trusted each sound

In the silent world

The nights were darker there were no lights

Your guides were the moon and the stars

You knew it would rain by the smell of the air

And a small clap of thunder afar

The howl of the coyote and the bark of the dog

As they sang to each other in tune

You knew what was happening just by hearing the sounds

Of the silent world

The old men would talk telling stories of old

The children would listen with glee

The women would bustle preparing for bed

And the evening hours would flee

Their lifetimes of knowledge was ever passed down

To the next generation and on

But these times I remember with great reminisce

Sadly now are all gone

The men no longer talk as they did in the past

Holding a child on their knee

They sit and stare in a silent transfix

At their ever blaring TV

And their thoughts are all blurred

Not a thing can be heard

From the silent world

The world has now changed it is no longer there

We’ve grown deaf to the silence we’ve known

We’re bombarded with noise from all of our toys

And all of the junk that we own

Cars and trucks and trains and planes

TVs and Ipods wherever we turn

Oh what a delight, if just for the night

We’d return to the silent world