Monday 9 March 2009

Silence

Sheltered by
A beautiful cloak of silence
I walk on
Through the vales of life.

Pausing here
To feel the breeze
And pausing there
To see the flowers.

I reach home
Or the valley underneath
And catch the clouds
Float by.

And then I float up
To the top of the hill
At home
Welcomed by silence.

1 comments:

Mystic Margarita said...

Lovely! You know, I think you should start writing poetry now - you have a natural flair for it.