I sit in silence now,
Listening to the bird songs that slowly fade,
As they stand on the empty branches of trees,
Looking up, the wind touches my face,
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I sit in silence now,
Listening to the bird songs that slowly fade,
As they stand on the empty branches of trees,
Looking up, the wind touches my face,
And my eyes meet the sky set free.
Love of silence is the precondition
for a poetic soul. tony
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I sit in silence now, Listening to the bird songs that slowly fade, As they stand on the empty branches of trees, Looking up, the wind touches my face, And my eyes meet the sky set free. Love of silence is the precondition for a poetic soul. tony