Thursday, October 20, 2016

one voice

in a clearing,
in a forest,
anointed with the scent
of water on earth,
and leaves unfolding
their newness,
stands a coy deer,
sculpted in silence,
steamy musk rising
in a symphony
with wild blossoms
and rotting roots,
all speaking in one voice -
the song of the earth
serenading the heavens.

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