the wind knew what I would not
whispered it through the trees
and they remembered it also
made it shine like gold on every leaf
weighing so heavy with unspoken love
felling each one by one
a foliaged pool spilled across the coal dust
the dry rustle as I walked
the brilliant glint that caught the sun
these poured recall to my cracked broken heart
I knelt in the trail and cried
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