Silent Wings

Leaves are not wings
they don’t die like one day old
white butterflies
they don’t tremble in goblets of songs
like skylarks in the sun

Most of all they are breathing
linked to our heart’s foils
like the sigh of our friend
answering to us
through silent winds

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