Where have all the listeners gone?

Those teary eyed lovers who lean in to hear. 

Patiently tasting every word with delicate pleasure. 

Where have all the listeners gone?

Those brave saints silent who await the tender wisps.

Who soak up each soul’s sacred sound.

Where have all the listeners gone?

Strangers drone loud while they share in the din. 

Friends play blind and mute on broken strings.

A distracted audience gives a yawn.

Where have all the listeners…

Be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.

James 1:19