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Flowers Speak

As clouds gently gather,
the rains descend and
flowers speak;

the heavens listen attentively,
light smiles in response,

time makes room for space,
trees bow as their leaves tremble,

birds lower their wings and settle,
butterflies flutter close by,

bees pause to reflect and,
as fragrance ascends to enfold all,

my mind is wondering,
every thing speaks a language of its own.

 
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