It's the unheard sounds that we yearn to hear. The soft flutter of a butterfly's wings. The loving, caring soft sound that is scarcely heard. It's soft tone drowned out by the sound of a nearby car, an angry pedestrian, a reckless child. What we as humans pine for is the freedom of the butterflies and not the loving sound of its flutter. It's my belief that one day, the world will go silent. No sound of the nearby car, no angry pedestrian and no reckless children. Just the loving, caring soft sound of the butterflies wings that give us a certain regard and respect for those around us. Because if the world goes empty of the hatful sounds of man, then only love will be heard.
