Are they so small those who speak or do they sing tunes you do not understand? Do they make silent sounds or are you distracted? Is it about what you like and do not like? Is it about not noticing, not paying attention to what there is, what other there is, what others are, what do they have to say? Is it about looking, is it about standing put and falling apart to be able to hear? Is it about recognizing tunes and tones, shades and layers, sensing what you are not supposed to and beyond what is worth while? Isn’t it so, that insignificant, invisible, tiny anything make the world, even you. That anything in you, you are not listening to makes you ache because you took the wrong turn. When that unrecognized voice within is also in you, in all of us and we are not listening to it, we are making wrong decisions.