Why So Loud? Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

When did the world become so loud,
a car crash on the senses?
I am no longer in its one dimension
but two.
What am I to do?
Time has changed me.

Life speaks so softly
to me now,
wraps itself around me
like a comforting friend
in the warmth
of each morning sun.

I am calmed by a living breath
that comes on the breeze
to whisper sweet nothings
through the trees;
serenaded by nature's own
in the twitter of singing birds.

Older and more fragile perhaps
but more in tune,
this aging heart hears God so clear
in the stillness of these moments;
in the smallest of voices
on this earth.