2 May 2012
In the Sweet Silence of the Morning Clear- The Dew creeps back from whence it came! The Birds' morning-song chimes out like the peel of the distant Church Bell- Ringing out the Midnight Morn!
The Grey Clouds clearing; Giving way to the Bright Glaring's of the Sun!
And all away in London- In our London Town- The soldier stands to attention; Guarding his post in the traditional way- Back straight and silent: Just as the Sweet Silence of the Morning Clear!
Quick step striding down the Mall, Away from Buckingham Palace- Is running! In the Tightly Furling Mist- Swirling in the Midnight Morn!
It is the pedestrian: Beginning in the daily bustle of the Common Life. Life is amongst the Beauty which hangs over all; Beginning with that Silence of Morning!
Monday 14th November, 2011 Charlotte Fawdry
Silence of Morning • Opuss № I