MINDLESS-PRINT

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The trees are plastic
encased deep in wooden bark.
Transparent leaves,
hanging by the twig.

Down came the zephyr,
majestic like a courtly dance.
Through the eclipse,
between orbiting leaves
overlaying the deepest shades

Stood as the roots they are,
foundation laid to rest.
Side by side, grandeur there is.
Listen to the rustle,
amidst the cluster of,
unheard silence, unspoken beauty.

ed

posted by ed @ Monday, April 03, 2006