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michaelboy) wrote2021-11-17 07:43 am
michaelboy) wrote2021-11-17 07:43 am
The Trembling in Trees
The gentlest breeze blows warmly around
to mend the bits of vision, broken in days
as the body languishes in certain imperfection
yet lifting ever still, the lightest drying leaf
that now imparts a memory supple and ever tender
from the healing of a greater wind, and knowing
the shimmering found in all delicate branches
to mend the bits of vision, broken in days
as the body languishes in certain imperfection
yet lifting ever still, the lightest drying leaf
that now imparts a memory supple and ever tender
from the healing of a greater wind, and knowing
the shimmering found in all delicate branches