The Old Sounds

We had egos that seemed secondary to our souls. When the morning's shine fell upon us we listened all day to its silent words. It's the old sounds, the wind in the trees, running water, the insects and the very air that surrounded our souls. The very old sounds kept us together.
Today the blather reinforces our egos.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

I would say thank you to all of you but the old sounds are keeping preoccupied.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like the old sounds much better than the egos...and you put that thought into perfect form here.

couldn't have stated it any better, for sure.

jacob

[Frieda P]

So few words with a deep message, it's hard to be still in these frenetic times, and I love the word 'blather'...

[Latifa]

very intriguing and has a wonderful depth to it