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The Silent Musing (Free verse) by seebergerb
I'll lie awake for the shouting of the stars,
for my mother's voice, delicate and like a golden tear
beneath the timbre of the rain,
I'll wait and listen for the thunder,
for the crashing of the trees
and the blooming of those around me -
for soon, for soon the life I know
will reveal and become something grander,
wilder, vibrant and sensual, and patience
is the waiting ring.
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