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deafening silence

the waiting

Along an open highway, I came across a long forgotten saw mill, and the adjoining lumber yard.

what a beautiful reminder of what was.. a story of activity of rumbling trucks, long beds of logs coming to to processed.
I stood in the silence of the day, taking in the beauty of the old structure. A man came to ask me if I was OK, could he help me with anything? I thanked him.. I appreciated his request, but nothing will bring back the past, or the honest toil and labout of men/women who worked side by side to bring us what we now go to big box stores to pick out for our projects.

I do remember the days when the logs would be merrily making their way down the river to the saw mill. Men would be out along the banks with long handles picks. During fairs we even had log rolling contests, everyone stood, cheering the contestants on. Nature was so much a part of our lives.

I was impatient with my sister yesterday, do I recall just why. No… but in my defense, the silence of the last many months, of voices, friendly conversations, and welcoming smiles of strangers along the roads travelled. Has left me rather empty. I am tired of always hearing only about destruction, violence, disregard for humanity, negativity, yes there has been and is a “problem” – WE – are all affected by it. But I refuse to have it the center of my life, and my reason for living is not to live in fear, distrust, and self exile.

Part of the saw mill grounds are being used by another company.

Life, the world, will continue to evolve and nature will continue its cycle of rebirth and renewal. My hope, my prayer is that we as people will once again resurface and the values of love, family and community, will emerge and be stronger then ever. Silence can be music to our hearts and souls when it is listened to with an open, caring heart. Stand up and be heard, it is time for PEACE ON EARTH and GOODWILL towards all.

Oyashikiri

Comments on: "deafening silence" (10)

  1. We’ve lost a lot of sawmills here also. There was a great one less than a mile from our home. We cought wood from them to side the farside of the barn. The wood was good and they figured out the board feet so there was hardly any waste. I don’t devalue the likes of the big box stores but you don’t get that service there.

  2. These abandoned mills are so hard to look at. Behind each one is/were so many lives.

  3. We can’t dwell on the negative things that happen around us.
    I am glad that even silence can speak hope to you.
    Lovely post!

  4. Lovely sentiments. Great pix.

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