VIGILANTES
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VIGILANTES
The elder trees stretch skyward in a lace of silent bark. Wands of rising branches become dancing silhouettes in the pale moonlight. The wind dies, and the limbs cease their movement. Then, like sentries they stand perfectly still, silencing the clocks.
trees their vigil keep
whisper secrets to the wind
moonlight filters down
Copyright © Sara Baker | Year Posted 2025
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