Evening Silence #poem

Transition of the Seasons

brown leaves rest
on remnants of common chives
too old to harvest

silent passing of the seasons
toward the end of all time

Copyright © 2017-12-16, by Lizl Bennefeld.

The treasure of silence in nature at the end of daytime. A pause in the day, recurring but each day, a surprise. A bird calls, inserting song into the vacuum of suspended time, and one discovers that there had been—for that still, brief moment—silence.

Daily Post Writing Prompt: Silent.

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