Wednesday, January 31, 2007

ears to hear

One may sing with the voice of a meadowlark, but if his audience is deaf, it makes no difference.
One may paint with exquisite color, and expose soul beneath the surface of his subject, but to the blind, it means nothing.
The brisk chill of the harshest gale can be softened with a windbreaker zipped to the neck.

He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
He who has eyes to see, let him see.
He who has skin, let him feel the breeze.