Silence and Stillness
Stillness fills the air
By Judith Parrish BroadbentPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
S tillness surrounds the woods
Inarticulate to every creature
Loquacity is nor allowed
Every creature is still
Not a flutter is seen
Calls are muted all around
Everything is voiceless
About the Creator
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