the flowers speak to me, through the trees, asthey caress the wind so lovingly, andoffer us a glimpse of what lovecould beโฆ nature advances past circumstance,a human mind, relegated tothe back beyond chance, anddestinies untoward advanceof a love talked about for ages,lived by sages, and ordinary folksof all stagesโฆ just like you and me, whispering [โฆ]
the flowers speak to meโฆ
