The Sound Of Silence

Not a move,
Or flinch to make;
The day is still,
And yet to break.
A wave upon the beach,
I'm sure is;
The sound of silence,
On the shore.
The birds up in the tree,
This night;
Will chirp and squawk,
In pale moon light.
The sound of silence,
Is it bliss;
Not one disturbed,
A touch less kiss.
Oh stillest night,
Of perfect quiet;
A peace before,
The morn.
Awake just as,
The sun will rise;
To noon day,
From quiet more reborn.