Stephen Houpt

Quiet

03:18
Stephen Houpt
2018
Stephen Houpt

Story

My wife Sherry and I were sitting on a porch near Taos, New Mexico, and this happened.  In our mostly urban nation, to hear nothing is something very rare.  I play a 1927 Weissenborn and sing.  Sherry took the photographs used on the CD.

 

Lyrics

Distinct clouds move slowly

A slight patter of rain

The wind in trees

And through eaves

And then, stillness,

And quiet.

Quiet like looking

At a vast white wall.