Whispering Pines

In the sound of the
whispering pines
you have my ear,
here, in the timber
that leans and aches,
as the wind comes
down off of the mountains,
in all this soil I too
grew in, like the trees
who quietly listen; I hear.

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2 thoughts on “Whispering Pines

  1. fridayam says:

    I love the sense of place and the imagery here. It also made me remember The Band’s song with the same title. Lovely x

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