The water quietly murmurs along its path flint rock lying in the bed becoming smoother with each ripple songs, chirps, calls of birds colorful and dull The sighs of the leafy abode shades of green from forest to moss monuments of wood and stone The trace of a breeze like a child blowing bubbles that carries the hint of the coolness of the woods The woods keep the secrets the creek keeps the woods I keep the silence of all within my heart