Quietness

The song of early bird
Rising to the tune of gentle breeze
Misty and colorful morning
Transcending to
Still and blazing afternoon
Only the dry leaves
Rolling on with tunes to choose
Keep alive the spirit
To pass on to
Evening adrift with waves
Washing the shore and bank
With gracious quietness
To rhythm of dwindling
Sun and appearance of
Starry sky twinkling to
Pulse of every heart
Etching sweetness of quietude
On the path of memory.