1.12.2019

Silenced

As the last leaves fall
From the cottonwood tree
She says nothing
But tells me everything
Her tears flow steady
But she does not weep
She stands tall
Taller than the highest branches
She looks at me
But she says nothing
She shakes the ground
But she does not move
She roars in anger
But her mouth remains shut
She clears her path
But she does not walk
Her eyes tremble
But she does not bend
She does not break
Nor does she flinch
Her eyes glare at mine
But she says nothing
Her world crumbles
But she does not budge
She presents herself
Tall
Angry
Broken
Scared
I see her

But I say nothing

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