crescendo of deaf

                                                  

 

I am perplexed whether being deaf is really an imprecation. Close enculturation into the premiate of deafness. I conclude it can be boom also. To exonerate the maze of the above thinking, I like to delve into Mother nature's deafness. Being deaf to human cruelty, nature's deaf crescendo inculcates love into humans. The deaf crescendo of nature tunes a string of notes, that fills love. Human's arrogance is tamed by sweet crescendo of nature.