Silence

You can’t listen to yourself speak these days.Noise is not the only interloper, it’s all the intrusions from elsewhere. Try find silence, real silence that’s a difficult place. Travel Agents or Trains, Taxis or Time won’t take you there.,The place is not on the Google maps , ordinance survey ordinarily will not find it.

That black thing in your hand that you hold and hug closer than a brother all day long. That once phone that rang now pings and rings talks and walks your steps. Text tells time , cardio message , number of steps, e mail , what’s app , what’s wrong and what’s happening. Storage of notes and stories, payment plan , bank transfer, weather or not, it’s all in there . Bank balance, life balance , calculator and cinema , screen and seen , camera , photo album. Guide to sleep wake up call, time in bed meter in your head. Direct line loss of Secretary , loss of privacy , Siri Seriously. Bluetooth Youtooth it’s all connected to everyone with it.

Yesterday I couldn’t speak to my friend as everything popped up and my dam diary told me I was needed on zoom in a room to hear more gloom. We pick up that black thing every thirteen seconds and families don’t talk anymore. Wrapped around it is that interfering internet you can’t live without it now , the old has been sidelined to oblivion. Passwords , Sim Codes, face recognition I no longer recognise others.

Suddenly middle of the night I get alone truly alone to download my God to hear Him. Some say His voice is silence but I say not I say that in silence we might find Him. When were you last alone in silence ? It’s where I write at times yet not for long as I’m interrupted, a car goes by the raindrops fall and silence is broken. Silence has a sound but it also has a colour. Children scream dogs bark , numerous tongues, traffic jams , marmalade moments stuck on a train. I’m screaming out for silence.

I’m going to find it at some point and listen to that breeze to see the sun in silence , to mingle under moon and starlit sky. To walk quietly in a field and watch the trees talk and grow to see the waters flow and ask the birds to fly not sing just for a moment. I’m booking into that hope hotel with phone switched off or left at home but can I break the heart and part for fear I’m missing out or can I stand and find Him , plugged in to that all creator. I’m going to get there , find it too for it will save your life and sanity that silence will really set you free.

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