Stop and listen to the sounds of the world
Waking, eating, growing, sleeping
Loving, laughing, and crying
So playfully tread!
Stop and listen to what is said
Stop your prattle
Listening is a short cut to learning
That’s easier than being bruised and bled
Stop and listen, even when everything’s not understood
But atleast you’ll have the advantage
Of knowing when you’re doing things right
And recognizing early, when you need to start afresh
Stop and listen to a heart that’s lonely
That silent cry for relief
To know that someone cares enough, to just listen
Even though a solution isn’t around the bend
Stop and listen to your soul
Sitting by the candle, quietly
Reflecting in its warm glow, the whispered truths
Between mind, spirit and soul!
Wow... how beautiful and wonderful... when we stop our prattle and listen to the world we find the silent space within ourselves, our soul...
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I would like to translate this poem
I think your gift for balanced and silvery sound is especially important here: beautifully modulated.