There’s a stillness in the air

that only comes

when nightfall descends


All the birds are burrowed

in their nests

wind whistling

rustling their feathers


Soft waves of snores

hit your ears


And when the rain hits

cars flitter by

cracking asphalt

beneath the tires

like pellets of the ocean


That earth sings

for that sunlight

when the rays will beat down

melting icicles stuck on leaves


We cherish that warmth

that clouded fog

behind our eyes

that lullaby


We cling to freedom





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