My Search For Silence Comments

Your elegant verse reminds me that one of the best meditations (especially for children) is to sit quietly and attend to all the ambient sounds, until one can even hear one's breath. Presence to all is a doorway across a threshold that is as profound as being present to oneself.

I think this poem is buzzin' Mary. The celebration towards the end is great. All the best and keep it up. Love Becky! ! !

Tapping your feet to the rhythm of life, what a joy.I remember doing a walk up Ben Nevis in Scotland, when my friend and myself did actually reach the summit, I could have cried.I had not felt this at peace since I was a Child.The silence was so close and so intence that you felt it was watching you.There were candles light and photos of people who had passed away, It was like a vigil.Amazing poem here.Thankyou Mary, you seem to always be able to trigger off something worth remembering or something worth learning from.Love Duncan

I love the celebration of life at the end.

I like the upturn at the end, Mary. It leaves the reader with a song in her heart. Warm regards, Gina.

A crescendo of a poem. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this one. I'm glad you weren't 'silent' about it. Love Ernestine XXX

A special, appropriate switch, turning on the noise in your life. Rusty

what a delightful response to the theme, Mary! And you were the silence in which all these sounds were heard! Congratulations and a big smile from me too!

Wonderfuly true. But yet it is the sounds we love, we can do with out Patricia

lol... Mary this caught both, my sense of humor, and my empathy. A true poem in today's society where nothing seems to calm, especially in our own family surroundings. Thanks. :)

Written as part of Sherries challenge for poems about silence.

I found sitting at the bottem of the swimming pool helps, (pool full of water! !) , nice poem mary, have a great day xxx