Rhythm Under the World I
Tilting in the breeze
branches sway to and fro
to the rhythm under the world
a delicate snow to autumn breeze
rushing here, there
breaking branches
turning the air
sway in rhythm to and fro
leaves twirl to the rhythm
only heard by the defiance of trees
they come in snow, sleet
Torrential rains furrow
they burn deep in the earth
awaiting rebirth
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