Quietness by Amador T. Daguio

I am lovers of all quietness

unechoed songs within a silent heart,

a silver pond, a statued loveness

where words can take no part.

i love the quiet ways of memory

the quiet looks to give you loving praise,

the quite secrets of my misery

through quiet nights and days.

The quiet mountains of the earth i love,

the moving clouds the sun, the dewy leaf

my quiet questioning of god above,

my quite, tearless grief.

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Anonymous said…

tnx for this...

January 23, 2012 at 8:47 PM

Anonymous said…

what is the message of this poem?

March 2, 2013 at 8:49 PM

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