Now that the leaves are gone
The forest is alive with wings.
The heart in silence sits
Sees the shattering of sound.
Feels the heart beat of the raindrops,
And the sun that meets the ground.
The joyful lungs press outward,
And the universe inhales
The breathing of the thunder on the face of woods and vales.
The heart in silence heals
The heart in silence mends
All that is rich and deep
All that is true and clear
Flower that is opening,
The mind of God made bare.
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