The Air Conditioned Life
By Larry R Linville

It’s so hot we’ve turned on the AC
and closed the house tight as it can be.
It’s now sterile from outside sound
can’t hear anything going round.

I am comfortable here inside
but the outside sounds have been denied.
Like nothing outside exists at all
even when we go down to the mall.

Just step outside on your back porch
when the temp is not like a torch
and you’ll hear the birds as they sing
greeting you like you are a king

That music was there all the time
waiting to touch your life so sublime
but you didn’t hear them – they weren’t there
while you reclined in your easy chair.

Sometime our spiritual house is closed
and God’s sweet music isn’t exposed
because we seek a life of ease
in a cool artificial breeze.

Open the door of your heart my friend
and let God’s spirit with yours blend
so you will hear all that you miss
and feel the joy of God’s graceful bliss.