Understanding Why
Some things unsaid by
bamboos quiet in a pose of repose;
there are shivers in the
chords of leaves
unseen by glances from
eyes unread.
And still,
they close and bow,
things must have been
said from the depth of
a heart bursting not with words
but of silence understood
and affirmed.
Copyright © Troy Greece | Year Posted 2014
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