The silence of flowers
teaches us
to listen to our own.
*
These morning birds
sing of flying
and the fall of rain.
*
The shadows of trees
fall like tears like light
upon the grass.
*
The wind takes
our breath away
and is always at rest.
The silence of flowers
teaches us
to listen to our own.
*
These morning birds
sing of flying
and the fall of rain.
*
The shadows of trees
fall like tears like light
upon the grass.
*
The wind takes
our breath away
and is always at rest.
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