Breathing Wind


laugh as the wind

It’s just the  wind breathing
tickling the leaves one by one
and i the only breathing thing
drink their laughter going on and on
as they twitch and rattle
falling in circles to the ground
light as a maidens  giggle
the land without blushing a sound.

To the tomb with a song
down the valleys of doom
the leaves went on and on
sorrow had no room
just joy and laughter again and again
till all sank still gradually
as a naughty pain.
And the wind kept on titling again and again
other trees other leaves other lives.

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