There, as though on a summer's day...

There, as though on a summer's day, might I
    find such a pleasant accompaniment.
        - As though the birds might opt to join me
    in silent contemplation, and but understand and
        grow closer to me in such silence.

When was it said that only through open dialogue
    can two persons grow closer? Do not a father and
  son appreciate the company of the other, though silent?

Yet a conversation is not so over-rated, and a laugh -
    even but a smile - so unpleasant.  All these things
are such that lovers would pursue!

But still, to be near another, though without a
    spoken word, perchance even a knowing look,
  can by time form a bond that is stronger still.

At a time that such a love is known to one another
    a thing need not be said or expressed to be understood.

Such is a trait a man might have learned from a father,
    that love can be given and accepted and thusly understood to be so.

So would be a good day spent to lie swinging on a porch
    with one's loved, unspeaking, yet knowing that
love attends to them, that they should never fear its absence.
        Was it but one in love who wrote of silence as golden?
                                - end -

        - February 17, 2006