vibrations
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Let the howls of the wind
Ruffle the hushed moments
The clinky leaves entwined
Constrain the sound of silence.
Let the buzzes of the bees
Land into my ears
The soft flaps of the butterfly
The notion that one becomes a poet through others to me is strange
I grew from artists composer those with words unnoticed
sometimes you forget the roots of poetry being music
