In the quiet hours

In the quiet hours
Relieved, I reminisce
The times when silence
Were sparse and few

In the quiet hours
Clarity falls like dew
Eyes open, dreams renew
Wishes cast seeds afar

In the quiet hours
Words echo in chambers
Of heart, once a stranger
Now mine to choose love

In the quiet hours
Fears are laid waste
Happy endings hesitate
In favour of new beginning
Eastern Spinebill, Bruny Island Tasmania

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