Quiet song

The wind blows sweet across the pond Yet all is still - the quiet waves Are soundless as they move Across the waters in a gentle flow, From my feet, to touch the further shore; Even the birds are still, in silence Seeking as quiet whispers To speak of love and faith and beauty To the heart - a quiet song Only the heart can hear.

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