Just as dusk was approaching
I went and sat in the garden,
A scotch by my side.
I looked up into the slowly darkening sky,
All was still.
All was quiet.
The quietness at the ending of the day
Calmed my spirit,
And all was right with my world.
But the silence bemused me,
There was no birdsong,
Not even a robin singing.
The feeling came into my mind,
What a sad place my world would be,
Without the glories of nature’s music,
Creating the symphony in my life.