Beneath the Trees
I lived through
So many times
Places ,too
I felt in me
The softest wind
Beginning to blow
How journeys start
How far to go
With the heart
I felt such things
Like the wind that blew
Beneath the trees
Stirrings , in you
I cannot hear
I must listen to my heart
For like a book
It will open
With you
Together
Never apart
Beneath trees
I found you
You, found me
Such stirrings
Softest wind
That blew
On a journey
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