Scream into the silence

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Cat eyes hunting prey.

Clandestine footprints on untrodden soil.

But where were the mewlings?

Had they suffocated on the taste of fear?

Look deeper, said the tree, because trees always know.

Sink into the soil,  sang the earth as it always did.

Wrap the tenderness of leaves around your heart,  cried the oneness of nature.

And she did.

But where were the mewlings?

Breathe in, breathe out, said the tree.

They came, slowly at first,

Then dancing like wild beasts,

Silence torn between their teeth.

 

 

 

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