The Quiet Time of the Night

On the night of the biggest moon of the year,
the wind is still, the pines are not swaying or dancing or dreaming,
the children are sleeping off the winter sun of Florida and the horse rides,
It is the quiet time of the night.

On the cool winter evenings that make the South tolerable,
the only noise is a cricket or two, or a raccoon fighting with a cat,
the sounds have gone to bed to rest for another day, sleeping off the ocean smells,
It is the quiet time of the night.

On the eve of a new day and new fresh lives,
the cars seem to slow down, and the teenagers are stolen away,
the noise is limited to the sound of breathing and dreaming and thinking,
It is the quiet time of the night.

Every night, there is a quiet time of the night,
the books don't entertain, the music does not soothe,
the noise is limited to the sound of breathing and dreaming and thinking,
about the quiet time of the night.