swirling clouds sliding over the ozone
diamond light dancing on tall robust trees
sparkling dewdrops sleeping soundly on cloves
flaming leaves finally exhale and dream

moss swaying like seaweed on ocean floors
ballerina trees moving silently
cold wind desperately searching for warmth
streams traveling to the lake tirelessly

when a breeze comes i taste life in their scents
i see how they breathe and how they glisten
i hear their lonely tales that have no end
they speak and now i finally listen

violet waves have made me a child inside
the child inside is unwilling to die
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