Listening


While the wind whistles brushes against my skin I listen

The sun gazes giving me the full radiance of a bundle of enenergy

Quietly the world speak horns blare walk lights are alive

i listen dog yelling for a bone while his humans yell go home

Listening as the leaves skip
Pavement the tree grieves for just a second

buzzes flying insect singing intrigue me to just hum along

sound life's invisible door through music we continue to explore

Nature i adore for every chirp i steadily listen

Left with my thoughts iam left to listen

the wind is cold chills penetrating
the hair follicles of my skin

I'm left to listein

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