<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sounds Of The Earth (Part Two)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hear the sounds of young lovers, <br>moaning, groaning, and whimpering.<br>the rush of wind, <br>that startles the curtains.<br>the slap of wet bodies, <br>the sigh of the candle.<br>low words cooed, <br>without need for definition.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i feel the tears of the sinner, <br>hear them hit the floor.<br>the prayers, and confessions, <br>the guilt, and the need.<br>the heavy breathing of redemption, <br>and the silence that heals...<br>yes, even the silence<br>has its own sound! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hear the bones of the nameless, <br>rising from their hidden graves.<br>to dance in the holiness, <br>of identity regained! <br>i hear the crackle of the fire, <br>as life becomes vapor.<br>i hear the stranger at the door, <br>and know well his voice! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i feel these sounds, <br>swelling up within me.<br>erupting from my conscience, <br>till song becomes song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and i hear the heartbeats, <br>of newborn babies and small children.<br>of the old woman dying<br>in a forgotten room.<br>the heartbeats of wolves, <br>of birds, and silent cattle.<br>the heartbeats of things<br>lost to memory and time....<br>and each sound alike, <br>alike in their difference...<br>sounding like mine, <br>like yours...<br>and like god's!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388892" data-title="Sounds Of The Earth (Part Two) de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i hear the sounds of young lovers, moaning, groaning, and whimpering. the rush of wind, that startles the curtains. the slap of wet bodies, the sigh of the candle. low words cooed, without need for definition. i feel the tears of the sinner, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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