Scenes From a Marsh

Come, take my hand,

I’ll walk you into
this sweet silence –

to taste it, you only have

to smell the sun,
to drink the air,

to see the warmth...

Don’t worry,
these wooden planks have

just the right amount
of... creakiness

to bring another stirring
to our souls.

We cannot
disturb this peace.

Eternity breathes
Here.