Shush
The armada sailed before my
eyes, crispy autumn leaves in
the evening breeze. Into the
mist of the cooling pool, away
on a voyage of serenity
The watching reeds and sedge
wave farewell, the damsel and
the dragonflies in harmony sang
their goodbyes.
And the evening crept silently
dragging its cloak and diamond
skies, over hedge and stile, offers
sleep to this once sun kissed land.
But the moon has her friends,
who walk and fly her calm. Live
the safety of the night and the
daylights hunters eye.
The pitter patter of tiny feet, the
bats transparent wing against the
moon and reynards silent stalk.
Sit quiet listen and the night
comes to life, the owls glide,
the grass snakes slide, branches
gossip in the breeze, hedgehogs
grubbing as the foxglove rings
the hour.
The petals fold and sleep, the
willow with soft dew weep, and
in the peace the spider plucks
his web and serenades the
silver clouds as the land lies
deep in the heart of serenity.
Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman | Year Posted 2011
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