“Rustling”

“Rustling”

If the earth did breathe,

It would sound like rustling leaves.

Swaying branches atop trees,

Catching wind somewhere in between.

Symphonic foliage melodies.

Currents, falling from jet streams.

Enchanted wisps of wind besieged.

Prisoners to a bustling breeze.

A gaze affixed on canopies.

If the earth did breathe,

It would sound like rustling leaves.

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