
the stillness of night
human activities cease
those awake can hear

the stillness of night
human activities cease
those awake can hear

coming up for air
where did all the people go
wholeness with each breath
even in the dark
one can hear the wind changing
good to be aware
same old song and dance
only those with watchful ears
hear change in the tune
the scent of lilies
permeating the chapel
hope is not too late