As these lines came into my head, they came on a suspiciously familiar tune, so I think of these as song lyrics, and I will have to see if my harp and I can turn them into a song at some point. In the meantime, they’re a poem. (I wouldn’t hold your breath for the music, just so you know).
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You don’t look.
You don’t see.
You don’t hear.
You don’t speak
words she needs you to speak.
You’re not listening
when her heart weeps.
You don’t hear.
You don’t hear!
Please come here.
You must look.
You must see
what she’s trying desperately
to help you see.
You must hear
how she’s struggling with her fears.
You must speak,
whisper love,
for that’s all she truly seeks.
Look.
See.
Hear.
Speak
Love.
Shawn L. Bird 
This poem is a must-read for boys out there ☺️👍
Thanks, Nicole.
It’s probably equally relevant for some girls.
Awesome 🙂
Thank you.
🙂
yes, like a song. 🙂 Maybe we n get the music to follow soon.
I don’t see it happening any time soon, but who knows!
Yes, sometime we hear,and see, but still don’t know what’s going on.
Effort is definitely required!
It’s all about the ‘mindfulness’ of being.
There is no true love, without intuition.
Now that’s a thought I have never had. Hmm. Love is…intuition?
You play the Harmonica …. cooooooooooooool !!
Nope. I don’t play the harmonica. I play the harp. Many strings. Angelic. As per https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jp2e87Mbsao
beautiful harping!
thank you for sharing
My pleasure.
Reblogged this on Darque Thoughts.
Very nice.
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
wow.