Stillness

The wind is still
The crickets sing a lullaby
The moon, sits lazy with her soft glow
Gazing down on the quietness of the night
Warming the chill that rises
I have waited for this quiet time,
For so long,
It is here…
And I struggle still….
Why can I not hear the quiet?
Where will I find
The stillness for me?

Stillness

Donna Martin

Sammamish, United States

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