I Listened
As I close my eyes
I can hear the forest
As it comes to life
I can hear the whispers
Of the trees, as the
Leaves blows in the wind
As small pieces
Touches my face, as if
It was being scrubbed
Echoes of voices
Traveling throughout
As if, they were talking
Among each other
In their own language
It feels like a breath of
Fresh air
Encircling my body
Causing it to rise and then
Float high in the air
As the wind whisked me away
As it calls out my name
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