Those who love their own noise, are impatient of everything else.

  They constantly defile the silence of the forests and the mountains and the sea.

  They bore through silent nature in every direction with their machines, for fear that the calm world might accuse them of their own emptiness.



The urgency of their swift movements seem to ignore the tranquility of nature by pretending to have a purpose---.

It is the silence of the world that is real.



Our noise, our business, our purpose, and all our noises, are the illusions.

  For us who love, enjoy and praise the beautiful world and everything in it, and thank our Creator, we receive the peace that passes understanding.



  author unknown--but appreciated!!!

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