Dawning Creations

Words hold meaning. Words mean nothing at all. Listening, endlessly listening are we. To ourselves; we are listening to ourselves or to others ? Someone.Something.Shifting in and out, drifting to awaken only to hear nothing at all this time. It was the last time. Stop and listen more. You’ll hear more than you could.You’ll come to know yourself more too.We’re always listening but to whom ?