Life as I see it
belongs to the silent souls with the loudest hearts. In a time of so much hate
when most news is sad news there must be room in our lives to take a closer
look at those special people who think only of others putting their own
happiness and needs a very distant last. They are out there giving of
themselves never wanting anything in return except an occasional thank you or a
smile that brightens so many days in such a simple way. The silent souls may
just be angels, whose to say? As I travel around I look for the silent souls
going about their days so filled with giving and sharing and spreading kindness
where kindness doesn’t dwell. I will make eye contact with them and instantly
feel a connection in that oh so brief glance into endless and kind eyes. Age
has allowed me to stop and stare if I want to, who thinks twice about an old
man or even bothers to ask how is day is going? What do they care if I look
lost in an almost lost world? With age comes wisdom and wisdom is meant to be
shared and taught from older folks like me and anybody else who can see into
the eyes of a silent soul
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