Poetry

the silence of the trees

the silence
of the trees,
wise and foreign
to a flower like me.
i use to trace my
fingers across the bark,
witchy stories and
hard truths rough against
my skin, i allowed
the language of
the trees to
overwhelm me🌲

@amateur__poet

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