Quit Days, Silent Moments

In quiet days and silent moments still,

Where time flows soft and hearts find their fill,

Whispers of breeze dance with gentle grace,

As shadows linger in their quiet embrace.

The world slows down, in tranquil repose,

Where dreams unfold and worries doze.

In hushed serenity, the mind takes flight,

Exploring realms beyond the reach of light.

Each fleeting second, a precious gem,

In the silence, we find solace, and stem

The tide of chaos, the rush of noise,

In tranquil moments, we find our poise.

Oh, sweet symphony of quiet days,

Where the soul finds rest in peaceful arrays,

In the stillness, secrets softly unfurl,

And the heart finds refuge in the quiet world.

Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj

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