To hear is natural, to listen is an art.
To hear is instinctive, to listen is a skill.
To hear is automatic, to listen is intentional.
To hear is effortless; to listen demands mindfulness.
To hear is to sense; to listen is to understand.
Hearing happens by chance; listening happens by choice.
Hearing is passive; listening is active.
Hearing is surface-level; listening is profound.
Hearing fills the ears; listening fills the mind.
......
Oh, to remember such
unspoiled kinship with the divine,
where even the wind was a companion
and silence spoke in full sentences.
Perhaps this poem isn’t just
a backward glance but a gentle invitation—
to return, not in time, but in spirit,
to that meadow of soulfulness
where love was once our native tongue.
......
Listen
by Michael R. Burch
Listen to me now and heed my voice;
I am a madman, alone, screaming in the wilderness,
but listen now.
Listen to me now, and if I say
that black is black, and white is white, and in between lies gray,
I have no choice.
......
Oh, to remember such
unspoiled kinship with the divine,
where even the wind was a companion
and silence spoke in full sentences.
Perhaps this poem isn’t just
a backward glance but a gentle invitation—
to return, not in time, but in spirit,
to that meadow of soulfulness
where love was once our native tongue.
......
To hear is natural, to listen is an art.
To hear is instinctive, to listen is a skill.
To hear is automatic, to listen is intentional.
To hear is effortless; to listen demands mindfulness.
To hear is to sense; to listen is to understand.
Hearing happens by chance; listening happens by choice.
Hearing is passive; listening is active.
Hearing is surface-level; listening is profound.
Hearing fills the ears; listening fills the mind.
......
Listen
by Michael R. Burch
Listen to me now and heed my voice;
I am a madman, alone, screaming in the wilderness,
but listen now.
Listen to me now, and if I say
that black is black, and white is white, and in between lies gray,
I have no choice.
......