|A Quiet Moment
|Fog settles over the evening
And offers a place to sit,
To rest for a quiet moment
That the day will not permit.
-- Ella Forbes
|The fog comes on little cat feet; it sits looking on silent
haunches and then moves on. -- Carl Sandburg
|It's evening now and all is peace,
A mist floats over the wall;
And, strangely lonesome in the night,
Comes a whippoorwill's plaintive call.
-- Edwin Proctor
|A mist envelopes the evening and, finally, the peace of a day almost done
envelopes me. The chatter of the birds ceases and daylight's flowers send
out the sweet fragrance of their vesper prayers. All is quiet. -- Marie Carroll
|The longer I live, the more my mind dwells on the beauty of the world. The hum of the wind in
the trees has always been music to me and the face of the fields has often comforted me more
than the faces of men. I have tilled the world's soil, I have gathered its harvest, I have waited
upon its seasons. I have climbed its mountains, roamed its forests and sailed its waters.
And, always, beauty has waited upon my goings and comings. -- John Burroughs
|Tonight I heard the robins stirring in their nest
And saw the path that fairy feet had pressed;
Reflected stars were resting in my garden pool
And evening's breeze was kind and soft and cool.
-- Eva Taylor
|The cares and tears and fears that ruled the day
Reluctantly surrendered and gave way.
In gratitude, I watched the beauty night revealed,
Which, through the day, discouragement concealed.
-- Eva Taylor
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