In silence held
The gentle breath of dusk
Quieting souls that
Take care to gaze into the night.
Day’s business drifts away
Worries untethered by sweet cool air
And soft lavender skies
And deep breaths.
This is the nourishment if the soul:
To quiet oneself deliberately
In contemplation of all that is
Pure and whole and good and lovely
While the body rests
And breathes the scents of night.