when a bird is flying above your head
and drops a feather and it slowly, softly
touches the ground.
The most quietest thing is
the break of dawn and
the early morning dew.
The most quietest thing is
a girl, brushing her hair all by herself,
untangling one hair from another.
The most quietest thing is
sitting there, daydreaming,
listening to the soft laughter of 8 children.
The most quietest thing is
is each day, taking soft breaths of fresh air
in and out.
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