quieter [Explored]

You are something like

a flame, something clear,

an ocean’s water near

the shore, the open strike

 

of thunder in the air,

November stars, snow.

The smoke of days, the low

fires of night are there

 

inside your quiet hands.

Hold me too. I’ll be quiet,

or quieter, like night

mustered at morning’s command.

---Nathaniel Perry

Done