"Keep Your Being Soft and Quiet"

Snow falls all night,
covering the ground,
taking trash out of sight,
never making a sound.

It has been misting all day,
trying to find its rain,
making no sound is ok,
finding no rain, gain to sustain.

Silent clouds move freely
across the blue, sunny sky blown
bringing moments of shade,
Earth bound in the wind unknown.

Breezes blow and softly fall,
moving only the formless that sing,
covering the freezing hopefuls
lingering at rest until Spring.

Even you as we sit quietly together,
exchanging our love, joy and peace,
causing each others soul to sing,
our hope it shall never cease.

The best of life
is not always the first to be,
we learn this as we age,
living the present is the key.

Noise is a nuisance you see,
causing destress to the human ear,
what we like is soft and silent
like you in your own way my dear.

Be as quiet as you can
until your last day,
surely your best gift to all,
in each and every way.

Gather what you can
as you stay on lifes busy diet,
remembering as you travel on,
it's all about peace and quiet.

Talk less and listen more,
one makes no sound you see,
and do not keep score,
just be still and be.

Find your Camelot
it will be your perfect spot,
this place you will like alot
finding yourself as you stop.

Rest easy as you hover,
where peaceful hearts take place,
in the silent streets of rest
to stop this human race.

Please just be
for all eternity,
like every flower you see,
to deliver taciturnity.