and still the trees sway
and still the winds make way
and still a season swiftly moves
and still the slightest change approves
and still a fire warms a room
and still the sky reaches gloom
but as the still fire crackles in peace
the stillness of winter will greatly increase
and the stillness brings a silence over the planet
and yet still the clattering glasses of the banquets
will not affect the stillness of the open air
or the people who still watch the silence stare
and still a tiny crack in the night breaks light
and still we toss on this sleepless night
but still it's the only night that uptakes
the only night where we'll smile while we lay awake
© 2010 The Still Air
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