the effervescent leaves
take part
in a silly dance
spinning, giggling, calling
partners of the wind
they glide together
just above
the forest floor
trees sway to
a rhythm
I cannot hear
and I laugh at their spunk
for not one
cares I am here
the brook nearby
sings the chorus
of a rampant song
gurgling lyrics
divulging secrets
of the wood
lulled into
false serenity
I twirl
reality away
for the masquerade
welcomes
those who may not stay
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Fragile Strength
Poetry"Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar."
