The World Is Quiet Here

Written by Rachel DeLaurenti

There in the shade under a large birch tree,
He sat and waited for his lover 
Even through rain or shine or slight breeze 

Would he hold out for his other. 
Over the course of many years, 
Rendezvous were frequent. 
Love was a continuous music that filled their ears,
Dissonance never apparent. 

In a brief moment however, 
Something seriously changed. 

Quetzals stopped their singing, 
Utmost darkness filled the sky, 
In the distance an object could be seen hanging
Extended on a limb up high 
The lifeless body of his lover, 

Her death a mystery and 
Exceptionally sad, the music ceased forever
Reminding him of how his carelessness
Ended his love’s life forever.