Somewhere in the darkness
I know you're listening too...
The voices audible,
Nearly tangible,
My ears long to grasp their words
Hoping for a glimmer of insight
Of wisdom from the trees...
Do you think somehow
If we both closed our eyes,
We'd find more to these whispers,
These winds beneath the willow,
These songs before the storm?
Or maybe there's a calling,
Somewhere just out of reach
A beckoning only our souls can hear,
A banshee calling us home...
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