Yet another book of a hundred 8-line poems.
Amongst the peaks of the high mountains,
in the empty wastes of the dry deserts,
in the dark reaches of the deep forests,
on the wide expanses of the sand beaches,
in the salt marshes with the wild fowl,
on the vast prairie where the long grasses sway,
there we find our peace and rest,
restoration of the soul in silence.
Line count: 8
For Express It In Eight, 10.13.21
Prompt: Write a quiet poem.