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Listen, words are loud when we say nothing.
Listen to the tears we hold back, they express true emotions.
Listen to the heart beat of the poor widow; it’s a rhythm of pain.
Listen to the breath of wilting vegetation, they beg God for rain.
Listen to the cries, the falling soldier at war
Listen to the scriptures from holy books; it will never fall to the floor.
Listen to the sound of waving flags, they beckon for peace.
Listen to the message, lost voices from the sea breeze.
Listen to the silence of the dew, fog and mist.
Listen to the Guitar, Violin and harp, symphony from a pianist.
Everything has a voice, only if we just listen.
