Quiet

When the world is crazy

The noises are too loud

The screaming on the news too strong,

When the chaos seeps out from beneath the attic stairs

 

When the house is too cold

The bills too many

The world too dark

 

I lay on my bed and…

picture fireflies in a night sky

and us laying out on our mats

looking up

at the majesty of the night sky

and I know there will be a dawn.

© words by Dan DeMarle 2020

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