Art by Chip Ghigna


Quiet Days

On quiet days
when you are still
and listen with your heart

you can hear
a hush of sounds
and tell them all apart.

You can hear
in early fall
the echo of the owl’s call.

You can hear
up in the trees
the whisper of the autumn breeze.

You can hear
out in the dark
the endless plea of puppy’s bark.

You can hear
the distant train
racing through the evening rain.

You can hear
down by the shore
the thunder of the ocean roar.

You can hear
when passing by
the lonely seagull’s hungry cry.

You can hear
when winter blows
the silence of the falling snow.

You can hear
a hush of sounds
and tell them all apart

on quiet days
when you are still
and listen with your heart.


©Charles Ghigna

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