The silent river shimmers bright

sharing its company with the moonlight 

a soft wind sways limbs on the trees

as a strange hushed sound lurks at its knees.

It is this silence that I treasure most

to quell my inner rages as I lean against post

and everything beckons from the trees

as a strange hushed sound lurks at its knees.

And this will be my company always

just someone else to share away from the craze

alone outdoors as I look at the river and the trees

as a strange hushed sound lurks at its knees.