do you have to know
a language,to understand
a song.heartache in the loss.
sadness inside melancholy.
love,within the light,
reverberates. nature’s echo
ripples over the landscape
of unspoken trace memory.
inside each raindrop life’s river
runs.the stag hears below
the heather.below the ground.
below all sound.blood pumps
within everything.inside every
flower that blooms
shoots
the newborn song of life.
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