the quiet of a summer evening…

the minute frog lay asleep inside the petaled flower

as the lightning bug candled its way into the night

hints of starlight topped the tree tips

the moon laughed and bounced through the evening clouds

the cicada sang its August song…

©Jane H Johann; September 6, 2017 Palmyra, WI

the grass was swaying with the gentle breeze, drinking in the quiet

all of nature whispered love

—serene inside our hearts