So Much For the Everyday

So Much For the Everyday

 

The music of silence is the sound

Of our souls breathing.

Their slow, strongly rhythmic cadence

Is that of vigorous but frail hearts beating.

 

But you must listen, carefully, should you wish to hear it;

The tumult of living can easily drown and overwhelm

That steady breath until, almost exhausted,

We lay down our burden and just listen.

Listen to the music of silence.

 

There, buried in the interstices of the everyday

Lie sparks of inspiration and the germinating seeds

Of wonderment and surprise that launch the fervour

Of fascination in enquiring minds. In a moment

We can sail on a rough and dangerous ocean,

One that leads, finally, to a magical continent of discovery.

It is the discovery, in the end, of one's self.

 

Chris Hubbard

2021

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