This sun filled winter afternoon 

Silence permeates the room

Mute of all sound all turmult

I walk on tiptoe afraid to hint

The slightest flurry that would

Break this hypnotic spell

This enchantment impressed

So ethereally serendipitously

Settling in as a  veil gentle and 

Invisible to shield me anchoritic  
From the riot of this day as it

Unfolds In noisy unapologetic

Haste towards night and stuttering

Repose