Quietness

Net like fog covers crevices
Encroaches upon daylight
Delayed light waits to break horizon
Ending fog's gripping might

In the fog there is this sense of
Solitude entertained
As crickets chatter to their neighbor
And roosters' crows remain

A sense of peace settles and feeds
The  spirit  is  nourished. 
Quietness deepens a sense of worth
In stillness a spirit can flourish 

Finis
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Bavington  Avatar
September 11, 2018 at 9:12 PM
Fog when it rolls in makes everything disappear. I have watched it mesmerized as it covered the Golden Gate Bridge. It truly cuts one off from the rest of the world. Silence is golden. I love it when everything is quiet. Thank you for the visit.
Kendrick Avatar
September 12, 2018 at 6:28 PM
Bette, I also enjoy the fog in the cool and quiet of the morning. It is interesting to watch it. Your comments are uplifting. Thanks for dropping by. Sara
Man Avatar
July 17, 2018 at 4:30 AM
Sara, you make quietness a heaven sent value to be cherished, something truly worth longing for!
Kendrick Avatar
July 17, 2018 at 7:25 AM
LM, Quietness is important in our lives. We all need it but some don't realize it. Thanks for dropping by and taking time to comment. Your comments are uplifting. Sara
Cunningham Avatar
July 16, 2018 at 11:00 AM
There's a certain peace you feel when in a fog, everything seems so calm. Lovely write Sara. Tom.
Kendrick Avatar
July 16, 2018 at 3:08 PM
The fog can be a nice beginning to a day or the end of a day if one doesn't have to travel the roads or waterways of the world. It helps us to slow down just a little. Sara
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