A Symphony of Silence

In the stillness of the night,
When the world is bathed in soft moonlight,
A symphony of silence, begins to play,
A melody of peace, in its own way.

No instruments, no notes to hear,
Just the gentle whisper, of the atmosphere,
A quiet so deep, so profound,
In the symphony of silence, it surrounds.

The rustling of leaves, in the gentle breeze,
The distant hoot, of an owl in the trees,
The soft murmur, of a babbling brook,
In the symphony of silence, a closer look.

Each sound, so subtle, so soft and low,
Adds to the symphony, a gentle flow,
A harmony of nature, in the still of night,
In the symphony of silence, a pure delight.

For in the silence, we find a peace,
A moment of calm, a sweet release,
From the chaos of the world, and its endless noise,
In the symphony of silence, a moment to rejoice.

It speaks to the soul, in a language all its own,
A melody of tranquility, a soothing tone,
A chance to reflect, to contemplate,
In the symphony of silence, a moment to appreciate.