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Beyond the eyes and ears of the world
 

Am I talking to myself, to God or just wasting

My time? Lots of people talk to themselves

Perhaps we all do. Timely self-chastisement

A little self-scalding whilst out enjoying the

Fresh air. I often find myself blowing the

Cobwebs away, writing verse, mulling over

Mistakes or taking my brain to task for not

Keeping a loose tongue still

 

Certainly when times are hard, truth is at a

Premium or worse still a loved one tells you

How bad you have been, how much they dislike

You and how they wish they'd never met you

This is a time when talking to yourself takes

On a real purpose

 

Damning indictments such as these are often

Only part of the story and if one looks deeper

The accuser may have much to regret too, but

That can wait until later. Little is ever as it first

Appears when passions run high. Hence the

Need for a little air-talk and where best to

Exercise this wisdom than when alone in a

Field or some such place beyond the eyes

And ears of the world. Christ ventured into

The wilderness too - so we are not alone in

The habit

 

Talking to yourself is not always about bad

News but nine times out of ten it is about

Searching for answers and if it ends in a

Prayer, having a chat with the almighty or

Just talking to yourself the answer is

Always out there - somewhere
 

©Joseph G Dawson
15/11/2016





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