
when I was a child
I danced in an open field of wonder
I heard the whispers of the trees
Telling me their secrets
I watched the strange ways of man
And wondered how I would ever fit in
to this world
going to school
we donned a uniform
I see the photo
where my little hand
holds tension
thus began the shutting down
the folding up
the closing in
the becoming split
and I am still not entirely
free of it
but at least now again
my soul can dance
and every once in a while
the whispers of the trees
still speak to me
this is so beautiful………..i love to listen to the whisper of the trees too. π
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I just knew you would Wendi… that gives me such a warm feeling xoxo
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π that is a very sweet thing to say π bless you!
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Wow! Deb incredible! The whispers of the trees! So powerful!
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Thank you darling honey β€
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Youβre so welcome my sweet friend π
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