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A Wiser Ear

Weighted eyes drooping

As paths grow denser

Stride gives way to stride

Native woods grow strange

 

Elm, pine, beech, hemlock

Boughs offer no light

 

Birdcalls in shadow:

Cacophonous cries

 

Uncertain footing

Directionless trails

Cause need for fresh paths

Hewn as last resort

 

Sweat falls to each brow

Labors strain muscle

 

With each tree clearedout

Amber past unfolds

 

Native woods once lost

Brought into focus

Crisper still: renewed

Trails widen once more

 

Now trees overhead

Shimmer as sea foam

 

Birdsongs have returned

To a wiser ear






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