Friday, August 14, 2020

Found

I whisper your name
and understand
the language of trees.

words need not 
be spoken
to be heard.

the flower need not
scream out to reach 
the heart of the honeybee.

a conversation
with no sound, yet
both understanding.

no need for clocks
calendars, even speech... 
for a thing to be real. 
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