The Many Faces Of Noise Poem by Ralph J. Silverman

Noise can be like a flower
Fragrant and admired
or
Noise can be like a weed
Discordant, unwanted

Noise can be friendly
Shouts of derision
or
Noise could be crude comedy
Unappreciated, raucous, slapstick

Noise can be a community comfortable
With questions, seeking answers
or
Noise could be a community content
With hyperbole and the hypothetical

Noise can be people with fantasy dreams
Seeking the gilded lily or the shiny halo
or
Noise could be a flock of migrating birds
Praising God for the lake, stream or the forest

Noise can be like a flower
Fragrant and admired