Still, Small Whisper

Sometimes there is so much noise in the news, on social media. I feel like everyone is yelling and no one is listening. And then something happens, a friend in a car wreck, a co-worker loses a spouse, and it reminds me what is important–and what is just noise.

Listen
 
The wild, roaring 
 rush of wind
 surges through trees
 like ocean breakers
 crashing eternal 
 on rocky shores.
 
Listen
 
Snapping branches
 create staccato accents
 amid percussive storms
 that blow 
 fear and hatred
 through busy lives.
 
Listen
 
Hail rattles
 down on hapless towns
 hitting innocent bystanders
 like stray bullets
 and extinguishing the still, small 
 whisper of love.
 
Listen
 
We are all
 but a near miss,
  a second removed
 from getting swept up 
 and blown away.
 
Listen