Quietness
I liked to be quiet,
In a white ferry, between Brittany and England,
Quietness is a precious diamond
To offer to a new girl, or a cat,
I like to be quiet, everywhere,
In a Syrian garden, when the sun freeze the time,
I like stillness of grass in the city,
Il like to be quiet, now and here,
Like a summer road in the desert,
Asking for nothing more, that the buzz
Of a bee, or the gasp of a summer wind.
Copyright © Yann Rolland | Year Posted 2023
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