Sunday, December 13, 2009

Alone

Alone

Silence like a breeze

Whipping thought the trees

Hear the rain pitter pat

Alone

I can hear every sound

Every beat

But mostly I just hear the

Silent breeze

The rustling it makes as it kisses the tress

Is that breeze

Enjoying the solitude

Enjoying the peaceful transitioning

Of the settling earth


 

Dancing on a cloud

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