More articles by Catherine LugoIf only I spoke tree...Many days I have sat on our back porch just listening...comtemplating the huge silence that's now such a big part of my life. Is this what it's lie to be deaf? Can you imagine a soundless world? Or having all sound taken out of your surroundings...the world just sucked dry of decibels? Is outer space this quiet? I am forced to slow down because of silence. See that 100 year old oak tree? Can you imagine all the silence it has endured; through storms of untold magnitude, freezing nights and long, hot days, as well as all those pleasant days when no one was around. I'd give anything to sit at the foot of that tree and absorb its knowlege...if only I spoke tree. Sponsored by EnterTo.com the first REAL spam free email
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