Still Hours

Breeze in the late afternoon,
sun preparing to set.
Orange skies and birds flying by.
World winds down,
just ordinary sounds.

Silence in the air
dreams in the siesta
heavy rain outside
seducing into slumber
even the birds rest their wings
as the world goes into sleep

Still hours,
He plants a word in your Heart.


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