Hear The Quiet Music
hearing oftentimes / The still, sad music of humanity, / Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power / To chasten and subdue
Wordsworth wrote these lines in July 1798, returning to the Wye Valley five years after his first visit, a young man now older and more attentive to the world around him. He notices that his relationship to nature has changed from the thoughtless joy of youth into something quieter and more discerning. In the silence of the landscape he now hears an undertone he once missed, the ongoing, unspectacular suffering and endurance of ordinary people. It is a lesson in listening past the obvious noise of a scene to what is actually there.
Reflection
Wordsworth found this quiet music only after years of paying close attention to people around him. Who can I really listen to today?