Hush
A bed of pine needles hushes
The air of Autumn Forest.
Black shaded river curls over
Deep green stones.
Space rests.
Yonder, a woodpecker
Sounds the core of a frosted pine
Who knows him, his mother,
And his grandmother.
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Image by Ascyrafft Adnan from Pixabay
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