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Jun. 23, 2007 Why as I walked on and looked ahead to the bend in the path the leaves looked silver. That is where the wind is and the sun is filtered in and in and in until there are only hints, evocations. The ground cover can take wild and abrupt turns there, and houses frogs, slugs, and ants dreaming about what ants dream of if ants sleep but mostly they are working up and down the trees. It was the silver leaves though, and I thought about all the people that come and go, most now phantoms, and they might walk past the silver leaves, and think on things, and there are small things that go unnoticed. Over beyond is always the blue sky, and in some places there are long and forever fences, stretching far below calm clouds. A bridge goes over somewhere. There are wildflowers beside and besides. There are silver leaves and gaiety in air even and always as breezes move bend and dance what is in the path or about the fields. ------------ Email Brian Michael Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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