a low voice calling
vanish away finding it
listen to heart’s beat
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dissolving in breeze
inhale life with every breath
listen nature’s words
~
coo of nightingale
wind halts to listen to it
pull open thy heart
* For Carpe Diem # 245 Listening.
Oh, I thought yours was the face being caressed by the little blue bird! 🙂
When the low voice calls, do we hear it? Or do we mistake it for something else—a refrigerator humming, perhaps, or just our imagination?
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Oh… actually, I was talking about my gravatar there. I guess I would remove the statement.
I think we do feel the tremor of this low voice and that is the way by which we hear it.. Thanks for sharing words.
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WOW! HA … these three haiku are gorgeous. The second is my favorite, because I can relate to taht one. I am a nature’s freak and I love the silence of nature … nature helps me to listen to the people and the nature around me. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you so much, Kristjaan.. I am glad you liked them. I love nature’s silence as well, which has a voice of its own.. 🙂
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Beautiful, and the art too.
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thanks.. you can visit the art source by clicking on the picture.. just fyi.
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Listening to the low voice calling can take a lifetime! These are very beautiful!
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thank you.. if we listen carefully, may be we’ll find it every time.. I don’t know..
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Cooing of the nightingale is certainly mesmerizing! Nicely HA
Hank
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Great set HA. I’m reminded of the low voice of our conscious guiding us…if we would only listen.
Listening
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I love tho coo of nightingale .. and of course the winds listens
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adore the coo of nightingale.. thanks, Bjorn.. 🙂
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