Quietness

when the night

of resting

has gone by

and all dreams

are absorbed

by the whispering

wind to the shades

of the clouds

above

before

the wrestling

of the day

will start

with many

sounds

and busy

actions

I prefer

to wander

in the prayer

room of

open air

when

the light

is soft

and gentle

reflecting

in the waters

of holy

freedom

and no words

are needed

to get impressed

by the glory

of a new day

coming

a divine

quietness

will fill

my heart

and make

me open

to receive

a certain

kind of inner 

peace

a smell

of serenity

and a slight

glimpse

of eternity

hope

is touching

gratitude