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With Wide Ears

Listen to the wind.....

   as she sings in her quiet lisps,

   and sighs the past and gusts

   with earnest need;


Listen to the tenets of the seasons 

   with their lovelies and tempests ----

   and torrents and great rains 

   become blizzards,

   then hushed and bequeathed sings the morrow;

   and buds the leaf and the harvests

   shall feed all in need


Listen to the tenuous hum and drum of mortal bars

   crying out 'neath thy starry night....

   when the world is weary in the City of Lights;

   and the  last dog has barked before bed.....

   and the crickets with Godspeed ascend their chatter

   in the last tumult of the day,

   (Listen.....)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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