I listened, held my breath,
In between the whir of passing cars
I could here the sound of sparrows.
How strange this seemed,
As if I had never heard their song before.
Perhaps my ear has become more finely tuned,
Nay–very unlikely I suppose.
No, it is more likely that I shut up my mind,
Its incessant ramblings over things of little importance
Worries of work, family, responsibilities,
All imposed by me and this cursed ego.
For a brief moment there was blessed silence.
It leaves me thinking,
Had I only stopped sooner
The sparrows angelic song might have never left my ears.
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
It is nice to sit and just listened once in a while…..:)
Yes it is, it is surprising what you might hear if you listen. :)
I ponder that with you, Dom
I’m glad, I think it is important to realize and certainly something worth striving for.
So precious when we find that silence…
It certainly is, but very hard to do in the modern world. :)
This is a beautiful poem Dom! And I love the new look of your site!
Thank you both counts my friend, I appreciate that. :)
Beautiful, Dom :)
Thank you so much Jen. :)
Beautiful! I am amazed by this serendipitous occasion as I read this lovely poem after reading “I Happened to Be Standing” by Mary Oliver … Have you read that one? The two complement each other marvelously I might just have to write about it myself. Thank you Dom
My pleasure. No have not read “I happened to Be Standing”, I will have to make a point to do so though. I’m very glad that you like the poem my friend and I apologize for replying to your nice comment so many days late.