Hush

When you feel the night descend on you,
when you hear the sound of wood growing fat with moisture,
when your thoughts are louder than they’ve ever been before,
when you take notice of the rustle of your sheets,
or the scratch of pen on paper,
when you perceive the song of nature;
the birds mating call,
the trees cha cha cha,
the resonance of ripples in the water,
the footsteps of a preying mantis…
When times arrow lay cast aside,
then,
my “out of context” friend,
you’ve heard silence speak.