(1st week of Dec 2020)
The Quiet Story
In all things rest
A day is not done
until it is over
A night is not anxious
of its own accord
The mountains stand
when the trees sway
and the ocean remains
when rivers dry up
Carry composure
and let the stars shine
over the quiet story
of an earth at rest
The sun does not move
It is us who turn away
Be at peace in the cosmos
Let the dawn return
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