Naked raindrops
Fall from my skin
Cold, hard pebbles
Sheets of silk
Roll over curves
Truant, playful shimmers.
Loud static
Buzzes from my ears
A slow, irregular patter.
The heat rises
And strains towards the sky,
Only to be quenched
With a roaring sizzle,
A shivering splash.
In the stillness
A single seed falls
Its ripples spread out
Lapping at the bottom of the well
Oh cold wind, that shakes
the forest of my agitated heart
If we can live and let live,
Let's go on as we are
Everyone who heard the quiet voice
of this forest wept for the noise
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The sound clamours within this forest
Incessantly, yet quietly
It gives moments of tranquillity
back to my troubled heart.