the wind
passes through
the trees
bare branches
sway
then the house
starts to creak
we are
talking
Tag: nature
the snow is deep
the snow
does not pile up
It was never meant to last
but I lose track of where it
falls across the fields
the ones untouched by wanderers
unmarked except for
a tree that breaks up the
rolling surface
there, the snow is deep
It was meant to be there
a tree
When I am in the woods, I stay quiet
I want to be like a tree
A tree only moves when something moves it
It does not try to imitate anything else
It is always true to itself
wildly
no one says to the cool rain,
“show me how to rejoice.”
children’s laughter
and bird song
wildly, wildly
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