Respite There in times of quiet thoughts
A respite from the storm
In a mind now set at peace
Images begin to form
Of quiet breezes; blowing winds
Waves breaking on the shore
Raindrops dripping off a leaf
The fog resting on the moor
The sounds of laughter far away
Children lost in play
Rays of light shoot through the fog
To signal a new day
While in this quiet reverie
As time slips slowly by
There's no question left unasked
The answers are in your eyeshak
1246 / 23 June 2002
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