Silence Speaks Poem About Listening in Nature Silence comes swiftly with the sudden breeze quietly untangling the mind and piercing the restless heart. The rustles of the leaves in the trees let light fall like raindrops each time nature's canopy is shaken. There's a presence here unnameable, indescribable, ancient and older than the tallest oak. Found in the remote places away from the clangs, bangs, rattlin' brain of the city, lost but not forgotten. Hidden like shoots of green beneath the decaying debris of crumbling leaves, fallen twigs, and toppled trees crushed beneath the weight of a summer storm. There's treasure buried here, secrets desperately awaiting your discovery. Your heart knows it. Feels it. Your mind contains the map if it is hushed. If it is clear. Silence speaks. But do you hear? Justin Farley
Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections
If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.






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