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Poetry | Nature
Just Listen
The elements are speaking
Hush, hush, the wind carries stories,
curling through branches,
touching skin and soul,
inviting us to listen to the breath of the earth,
to remember we are part of its rhythm.
Just listen.
Hush, hush, the stream glides over stone,
its voice soft yet insistent.
It teaches flow —
how to move without resistance,
how abundance is found in giving way.
Just listen.
Hush, hush, the field rustles with life.
Leaves of trees sway like waving hands,
its seeds scatter in trust.
The land speaks in cycles:
how every end begins again.
Just listen.
Hush, hush, the fire crackles in its dance,
not with fury, but with purpose.
It feeds and consumes,
leaving space for something new.
Rebirth sings in its sparks.
Just listen.