Wednesday, October 12, 2005

A common language

I'm looking into your leaves, hanging in shades of green
Searching for the pattern that will unlock a mystery
How many times have I looked — I have my own patterns of questioning

Is it the way your leaves dance with the blues of the sky —
Is it the way their shadows caress the undulating roughness of your trunk —
Is it how many colors I can find in just one leaf—
Is it their whispers as they move with one another
And with the wind
And with the sun
And with my eyes

Where can I find a language understood by leaves and sky
And my own tired eyes


Blogger iamnasra said...

How many of us miss this language of leaves I miss the trees even the naked ones

11/02/2006 9:23 AM  

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