Walk quiet among quiet trees
and dog, airplane, helicopter
projectile turbo muffler, but
without wind, trees are quiet
Four kiddy children nimbly scale
a fence that guards the brook’s fish fry
to play in the still brook with a stick
“Jack, Amy don’t get muddy shoes”
Man on a bicycle, grey ponytail
and his voice fly behind and ahead
Sing a trumpet song to quiet trees
Trees are quiet, there is no wind
Raven wings stir a whistling wind
above a quiet walk among quiet trees
One raven and two, small exchange
and a nest, rough but silver inside
Sunshine lifts moss laden lower
branches, green fire huffed alight
Sun hums in long shadows, floor
laden with staff lines sings
Walk quiet among quiet trees
Blue sky barks and sunshine
roars. A still brook laughs giddy
photosynthesis trumpets and I sing