Where the Voices Disappear
When the autumn zephyr slithered through the whispering canopy,
I walked elated on the shadow trail of trees murmuring in eloquent ecstasy.
Wandering now in mute wasteland I wonder where all the speaking trees gone.
January 7, 2020
Contest : Threesome
Sponsor : Silent One
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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