In Quiet

By Bree Devones Hsieh

the peasant

I like it when quiet paints a portrait,

moon-like countenance.

the queen

In the background,

day plays away at everything

the world needs for movement.

the painter

I see a grey-hue rainbow, moss

brushing soft roots into the rough

surface of world.

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