Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep,
As if humanity were lull'd asleep;
So gentle was thy pilgrimage beneath,
Time's unheard feet scarce make less noise,
Or the soft journey which a planet goes:
Life seem'd all calm as its last breath.
A still tranquillity so hush'd thy breast,
As if some Halcyon were its guest,
And there had built her nest;
It hardly now enjoys a greater rest.
A Quiet Soul
John Oldham
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Poem topics: breath, journey, life, time, soul, gentle, silent, humanity, noise, soft, beneath, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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