Listening to the world
Breath upon breath; Silent
In the woods watching
The sun rise. Beautiful,
My heart sings. I shall
Not long for more than
this moment. The winds
fingers play with my hair
and the leaves dance in the
cool breeze, tossed upon
the ground gently. For they
break if not handled with care.
Not a sound is made for i am
at peace and quietness fills
me. Be silent in my world
and you are welcome. Be
still and you shall know my heart.
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