bubbling

quiet seas

at high tides.

rocky shores

for sidewalks.

waves that

break

at stratums

of pulsing veins.

listen

to the ache

for a feeling

never

seen.

touch

the fear

that

rumbles

between

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it is the quiet nights

after the loud days

that live in the burrows

and ask you

to feel it

all

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do you listen

to the stories

and believe

in their endings.

in the suns

that set.

and the moons

that rise.

and the stars

that shine

because

it is so dark

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waving

the leaves are back on the trees

and the rustle is rife

in the air

again

sometimes

it is the familiar

that saves

you

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heading home

it’s sunset

and the birds

are flying

across the sky

singing the songs

and living the dreams

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