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| The old peach tree |
I go outside for a moment
My intention is to enjoy a little peace
As I eavesdrop on nature's banter
The breeze whistles its morning breath
Tickling leaves that wiggle
Enjoying playful caress
Little mouse squeaks as he hides in the drain pipe
Nervous rabbit scuttles then freezes behind a cactus
The old peach tree giggles at realization
That his blossoms contain secrets of fertilization
Insects scurry playing hide and seek
In and out of earth's big and tiny crevices
Birds fly away chirping a wild hilarity
I make the sound that breathing makes
The sun beams on us all
I sit still
Interpreting all these joyful communications
As silence
(For Poets United.)
The kind of silence that brings peace..........beautiful, Myrna.
ReplyDeleteI love that last piece... silence can be filled with a lot of sound.
ReplyDeleteYou shared such a beautiful silence. Thank you. Like the tree which falls in a forest, their is music in it...
ReplyDeleteThat is the beauty of true silence!
ReplyDeleteYes, beautiful experience captured.
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I can hear the the creatures communicating with one another and the earth. There is so much to hear if we just still the noise.
ReplyDeleteLove all that bantering with nature!
ReplyDeleteThis is so wonderfully drawn - a lovely little respite from the harsher realities of the day. Much enjoyed! Thanks so much for this, Myrna!
ReplyDeleteHa! Love your last line. You are right, no such things as silence really, if we really listen.
ReplyDeleteOh this is soo wonderfully deep and serene...❤️
ReplyDeleteI would trade anything just to listen to nature's banters Myrna. Believe me, they are very therapeutic :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a great thought.....eavesdropping on Nature's banter! Lovely way to phrase it.
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