Breeze in gentle calm Breeze in gentle calm is becoming music, A hundred pipes chiming tunes of joy and hope; Silence breezes in to gather expectations From melody rushing into dulcet trope. In the valley’s verdancy is susurrus, Rustling of leaves inviting songster wings; In their hurrying becomes sky’s blue purple, Gladness in excellence of … Continue reading Breeze in gentle calm — A Sonnet