Now

Now — now I’d like to say something,
Something more than mere words,
More dappled than colour,
More musical than rhythm or rhyme,
Something a million people haven’t already said or
heard.

Just something.
All about the land is silent, listening,
The forest gazing at me, expectant.
The sky watches me with a curious eye.
Everything is silent. And so am I.

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