Along the forest floor
the silence is shattered
as the branches, the leaves
begin their hourly dance
Sliding here, sliding there
to the music only
made by their stamping
errupting all around
Relaxation is carried away
an empty mind
suddenly fills, a
heart resumes a rapid beat
In the music a voice
too familiar to ignore
whispers between the beats
of the wilderness anthem
The whispers inch closer
with every passing moment
a hand reaches out as it
slips easily through the fingers
Once again the dancing stops
silence washes over
relaxation is found once more
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