Listening in Talk Story

  • Aug. 3, 2016, 9:40 p.m.
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Aloha…

I went for an early morning walk over to the ocean… sat at a bench that overlooks the water… closed my eyes… and just listened…

I hear the laughter and shouts of small children… I hear someone playing ‘stick’ with their dog… I hear a car’s horn… the cries of birds overhead… the breeze as it moves the leaves on the trees…
I hear the sound of the waves as they rush on shore… as they break over the rocks… as the water recedes from the beach…

I hear the wind…

I am reluctant to open my eyes…


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