poetry

Beneath the Bark

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The leaves are still

but the tree shakes

trembling

vibrations pulse

to the roots

into unseen depths

the earth shifts

pebble by pebble

clumps shake loose

blades bend to the wind

blowing

billowing

yet staying still

to the untrained eye

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