In the cradle of silence, where whispers cease,
A tranquil calm, a gentle peace,
The world halts in a serene embrace,
Time itself slows its unending chase.
Beneath the sky, so vast and wide,
Lies a stillness where dreams reside,
No rush, no haste, just endless grace,
A quiet moment in a boundless space.
The leaves, they pause their frenzied dance,
Nature in a soft, enchanting trance,
The riverâs flow, a muted stream,
Echoes of a long-forgotten dream.
In stillness, we find our true repose,
A haven where the spirit grows,
Amidst the quiet, hearts align,
In the gentle hush, we redefine.