between here
and there
-the grand trees
Green with life
Their leaves fluttering
in the soft wind
Whispering their secrets
to one another
and through the
distant mountains.
The birds are quiet.
It is calm.
A blue sky freckled with small
white clouds.
I take a deep breath,
close my eyes
-and then exhale.
As the day
meanders away
from me.
"The world is quiet here."
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