Tuesday, August 30, 2016

"The whisper in the trees"

You hear it now? the sound is deep
It tells of soft, unending sleep
The silence built on sound
The vastness all around
The spright is seen
The bright between
The leaves breathe in and out
The pale light wanders on a seam
The mist drifts in along a dream
The rustle of the doubt
To break the spell
No one can tell
The whisper is devout

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