Colors of silence

Perhaps another day has dawned
Here the sun on its path
And there he may set
A cycle which may never rest
The slithering worm
The soaring bird
A rose, a leaf
A pupa hanging on a tree
All silent, all creating.

Thoughts are silent
Still is the night
Bursts of color
Throngs of flight

The morning glow
A stillness born from nature's glory
In this stillness
Actions flow.