I hear it all

words from the man on the hill... lonely with only his own thoughts

Everything vibrates, there for everything makes pressure waves, witch you humans call sound…

I hear it all… every cry of a lonely rock, as it sits… every sigh of a weary weeping willow, as it trickles its vast knowledge of the beautiful natural world.

 

I hear it all… ever the acing pain of a mountain, as its whipped by the cold wind and turned to gravel.

 

The blood curdling SCREAM of the earth as you humans strike it.

I hear it ALL..

So next time think of what your really doing…. It hurts to hear everything and not to move nor act upon it… think

Author's Note

in my moments of lonelyness, the fool atop the mountan comes out.

Reviews

[K.C. Zbryk]

Very powerfully written. Im not so sure that this man on the mountain is a fool, so much as everyone who is unaware that they are causing senseless destruction.