listen close, for the winds carry whispers remnants of voices, edges of thoughts flutter by, secrets held too long vines tugging on heartstrings, unseen...
the river remembers everything it brushes past echo of laughter once lost in the trees a soft hum beneath forgotten arches listen, listen again, and let them breathe
time folds, layers upon layers in between the folds, white lies sleep whispered confessions to the sky what clouds forget, hills remember