Listen to The Quietness

Close your eyes, feel the breeze softly touch your face.

Hear the bugs fly by, the flutter of their wings.

A bird chirps to one side of you, the bugs talk to each other and the dogs bark to the other side.

The sun warms your skin while the shade protects you.

The air is hot but pours through you smoothly.

You slowly open your eyes to the colors of purple, blue, green, reds, pinks, whites and a butterfly glides by you.

You see the trees moving as you hear the leaves rubbing together.

A piece of cotton glides through the air, you close your eyes to listen to the quietness.

by Detailoflife

Married, Poetry is a passion.

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