In the Quiet
It's in the quietness
that you hear all
even what doesn't make a sound
It's in the stillness
that you see everything
the sharp, the soft and the intermittent
In the stillness and the quiet
enveloped by hot spring
bare naked in the night
we succumb to the ultimate
sublimity of relaxation
Under the blanketed sky
with the company of trees
we bathed amongst mother nature
Copyright © Shaz Cheesman | Year Posted 2016
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