“When the flute players
couldn’t think of what to say next
they laid down their pipes,
then they lay down themselves
beside the river
and just listened.
Some of them, after a while,
jumped up
and disappeared back inside the busy town.
But the rest —
so quiet, not even so thoughtful —
are still there,
still listening.”
–Mary OliverI’m tired of talking. I plan to just listen for a little while. Enjoy the quiet.
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