Do you hear it

Over the music

Blaring over the car stereos,

Loud enough to drown out the sound of your own voice in your ears

Singing along?

Do you hear it

In the deafening silence of a starry sky,

Wonder being more priceless than words?

Do you hear it

In the shiver,

When you sit shoulder to shoulder,

And in the small glances from across the room?

I hear it in the coffee machines

And in the faint music from cars driving past,

While I sit comfortably on a bench.

I hear it in the flip of a page

Or the silence of being engulfed

In a world that only exists in words,

In my head.

The loudness of life, and the deafening silence of peace, and everything in between.

Do you hear it?