It isn’t in the slowing of the wind
or the warming of air
Neither is it the encroachment of light
or fading of shadows
But it is in the deafening silence
of a still Spring night
that trees give birth to new leaves
©Vivian Zems
#NaPoWriMo 2019- National Poetry Month Challenge [LIGHT]
April 13, 2019 at 6:57 pm
Beautiful.
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April 14, 2019 at 11:11 pm
Thank you!
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April 15, 2019 at 1:05 am
You’re welcome 😉
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April 14, 2019 at 3:43 am
Lovely image you’ve weaved here.
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