When God is silent, the world is still,
A hush falls over the hearts that thrill.
The winds of change are quiet in their sway,
As if the heavens held their breath in awe.
The stars above, they twinkle bright,
Their light unchanged, though all is tight.
Their whispers echo through the night,
A gentle reminder of His sight.
The trees stand tall, their limbs outstretched,
Their leaves rustling soft, no words are spoken.
The flowers bloom, their colors bold,
Their beauty unmarred, their stories untold.
The creatures of the wild, they roam,
Their footsteps quiet on the loam.
Their cries and songs, they fade away,
As if in reverence for the day.
The moments pass, the hours slip by,
The silence deepens, the heavens high.
The world is still, the heart is calm,
In the silence of God’s peaceful balm.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi












