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The Voice
When the words made me
feel like crumbling leaf of autumn
I sat my feet towards the Rosemary Tree
as I looked, it smelt heaven
as it encourages me to sit with it,
Closing my eyes in Bliss
forgetting my past,
through it's comfort perfume
my ears get sharps through it's friends
of sparrow on trees,
as it's chilling breeze pat over my skin
I feel a long lost kinship again to,
reciprocate into my wounded heart to heal,
all the sense of look gave me
a new vision of wisdom,
all the sense of hearing gave me
a new auditory of care,
all the sense of touch game me
a new love of familiarity,
I looked through my all sense
there is a whisper of love in nature of voice
there's this voice without words
who got an indeed ability to make
the mankind, go kind and kinder forever.
there's this comfort
in the voice without words
let's all feel it together.
© Hazel
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