autumn days quicken
keeping pace with the meadow’s
movements of light and color
The Hurried Hush
The Leaves’ Lullaby
a song
made of silence
in the falling hush
Suspension
first flurry
winter whispers
the world is hushed
A Hush
snow fell
like the earth’s sighs
quieting all concerns
Quiet White
bright blue sky
hushed by clouds
quiet white surrounds
Calm
the new day is hushed
quieted by white
a calm dawn
In The Hush
Quietly beauty cloaks the land
allowing the silence of the soul to speak.
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