Light Through Leaves

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    • VerlassnTraum
    • The wounds are still fresh and unfortunately there is no lidocaine for love

    Light Through Leaves

     As I lay looking up at a tree,
    I see the rustle of a breeze
    the light dances through the leaves
    unleashing an inner peace for me

    Swimming, dancing, shimmering light
    shifts as the wind heaves a sigh
    turns to gold as night draws nigh
    completing another circle in life

    How I wish here to remain
    and live in peace for all my days
    the wind's and light's ballet has ways
    of pausing time with sweet refrain

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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