Natural Stimulus

My drenched hydrangea colored shirt began to dry

As my eyes crystallized and I tripped beneath bits of sand


I was alone


As I stumbled into some reality of the trees

I pulled bits of hair from my sweaty cheeks

My feet had no intention of stopping no

I was listening for something invisible

Something I craved but made no hint




The trees laughed to me

As wind took away life and sounded it simultaneously

I chuckled in specs of joy and curiosity





A four legged creature hissed in hysteria

Beneath entangled branches

Waiting to join a conversation

As silence was expected

A language of sounds were born


An unknown species of monkey cooed during midday

The wind whispered eternal lullabies

The waves gave history lectures

And all I had to do was listen


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