I turn off my TV set.
As I thank the Lord and call it a day, I hear
My sleeping son's steady breathing.
Rustling noises in the next room as my daughter prepares her school stuff.
The electric fan's humming sound.
The low volume of the TV set in the living room.
My husband's pounding on the keyboard in the library, and
The drumming of the rain on our poor roof.
Altogether, they seem to create a rhythm that soothes me.
I am home.
As I thank the Lord and call it a day, I hear
My sleeping son's steady breathing.
Rustling noises in the next room as my daughter prepares her school stuff.
The electric fan's humming sound.
The low volume of the TV set in the living room.
My husband's pounding on the keyboard in the library, and
The drumming of the rain on our poor roof.
Altogether, they seem to create a rhythm that soothes me.
I am home.
I know what you are talking about. Sometimes we forget to listen to the silence.
ReplyDelete@Mama Bee...and that kind of silence gives us peace
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