Loud

You don’t feel how I feel. How could you? I don’t see what you see – how could I? But we hear it all. We hear it loud. We hear more than we breathe. We don’t breathe properly. And we don’t know how to say, how to translate all the sensibility we naturally have to look each other and say with no words all the funny, the sad, the little or the great things. We’re good in listening the world loud. But we’re no good in hearing each other words. Whispered or shouted. So let’s hush. Let’s chill. Let’s enjoy the ride, the sounds of the wind, the endless music of life. Let’s hear it loud and say no words for now. And maybe then we’ll be safe.