Earth Whispers, a poem

She sews secrets into the silver grey sky
while winter trees quiver like needles in a shaking hand.
There is a flood of water under her skin,
rolling
rolling
And when she hears the waters rolling,
She raises a scaled and shining hand
to throw another rock onto the pile,
Silvery rocks with earth whispers inside and
water pooling
underneath.

~Laura Heilman (WM)

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