I wrote a poem as I walked along:
The Quiet is lacking, hungry for
a fiber of substance to be heard,
The Trees are longing, yearning for
a bird or two to tell stories with,
The seed is breaking, sheltered
protected, on a mission to life,
Listen human, as you stomp through,
open cracks of your toes,
Feel, the hard, the soft, the living
earth beneath your feet
Look up, raise your arms
like the branches heaving in the sky
Love, the Quiet, the Trees, the Seed,
Listen, feel, lookup, Love
Using the beginning underlined and the ending underlines, we have important lines.
Quiet trees seed, listen, feel, Look-up and Love.
Heard with life through toes, living feet, arms and sky, Love.
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