talking

by walterdoege

just talking…the human voicing…the mutual confidence…trust…when I read somehow I am talking with the writer…when I write somehow I am talking with you…alive talking is main theme in this my writing…alive talking is a rare one…I shall listen and listening is hard…I must open my mind to listening…and when I speak, I am confident that I am listened…I notice that talking is hard and far away from some ventriloquism…the sense of my own voice…the sense of your voice…but voice not as a tool…voice as the first sense as noticed by a baby…perhaps listening the silence is impossible…I guess the comments can be a dialogue…life sounds!…I listen now the birds singing…the sounds of the city…at the season crossover…going to summer…today the climate is good…everything seems all right…and it is possible…some instant…of¬†solitude…of inner peace…and writing is a trial to talk with you…love talks through us…the voice of loving…a whispering…a loud voicing…I listen the winds today…perhaps some autumn news