Collected Poems of John Holmes
Holmes, John A., Jr.
Night stillness, when all things
Are hushed, and in the black
Even the birds are quiet,
And the tones of deepest silence
Give to silence back,
And all the land is calm, and trees
Are shaken not by any wind,
And only emptiness and dark are there
Above the sleeping earth -
That is the hour of hours, when straight
To God, through stillness and the night
Can rise a little prayer.