Invisible

I wonder sometimes

after wind blows through the trees, 

racing with the leaves, 

playing with the branches. 

 

I wonder—did the trees 

know the wind was there?

 

Did the wind know

she was not seen?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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