Quietness.

There is a beauty in silence
that charms the soul within
It replenishes wat has been spent
Before the will grows thin.

A certain ring to it.
Or maybe a symphony?
Not alot, perhaps just a bit.
Will ease the heart of many.

I sat on the bus one afternoon,
With my best friend just beside
Exchanged not a word or tune.
Or the day's short comings to confide.

Yet it felt like we had talked

a lifetime.