Ears to Hear


I will never truly know quiet
because I sat too close to the
speakers in the 70’s.

Careless disregard for the gift to hear.

May the constant ringing bear
witness to my soul that I am fragile
and frailer now than then.

Precious is the hearing of my soul beyond sound.

©robin, 2013


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