Previously

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Then to Now:

Birthday

Hope

Wind

A Day

I Post, Therefore

The Republic

Elevator

Tell Me A Story

Weather-Watching

The Path

Escape or Escapism?

Life Is

Crows

Leaves

Thoughts

Fire

Master Key

Patience

Morning Note

Leaves

Leaves cannot keep secrets

Green or brown,

They whisper and tattle and dance

On the branch

Taunting those who do not know

The source of their revelry

 

Leaves love to keep silent

Most of all,

When the guide-wind has gone and you

Are alone

Standing in the heavy-hot air

Without a word

 

But leaves fall when the air is light

And words return when their time is right.