Secrets Of The Dark

What True Peacefulness Is Called - Poem by Secrets Of The Dark

I am at peace when the raindrops fall. And all is silent and I'm all alone. I sit there silently hearing everything. Like the buzzing of little bitty hummingbird wings. The rushing water that flows through my creek. And the pitter patter of little kids rain boots on the wet concrete. The splashing sounds as they jump around. The swishing noises as the rain water falls back to the ground. Hearing the distant chirping of birds hidden in the trees. Taking shelter until the rain has ceased. Hearing but complete silence from everything when the rain has but stopped. Yes, this to me is what true peacefulness is called.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

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