the winds blow through the leaves of the trees
as words drift from ears to ears
of those who want to hear
Creator speaks in many voices
through many people
selectively we chose
to appreciate those expressions
through each of our
discernments and perspectives
we allow ourselves to see and be
our minds filter what we choose to ignore
the leaves of the tree
create a relationship with the wind
through the interaction of allowing
we too can be like the wind
which blows through the leaves


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