And then the quiet came
Like a picture from the depths of memory
Quiet, hearing only murmurs
Viewing from outside the crowd
Through a window
Standing inside, waiting, looking out
Into the bright scene
Then I leave
But they follow me
A group of girls, giggling
I must distance myself
From the giggling crowd
But I cant
I enter a still place
Another follows me
Shes quiet, too
I know it cannot last
And soon the others enter
And the quiet is broken
But can it return?
I dont know, can only hope
And I still have to wait