The rustle of leafless branches after sunset sound like whispers on the wind… haunting… melodic…. enchanting.

Listen closely to those whispers; focus with intent. Sometimes they carry a message. Listen to the message. Listen to the tone.

Not everything is black and white…

(Posted in part in response to Debbie’s open invitation to a Seven Day Challenge)


Posted by Tom Merriman

A future writer living in the present day

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  1. There is misic in everything that Nature does.

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    1. There is indeed, Beverly. The natural rhythm.

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  2. Very true Tom! 🙂

    God Bless!

    Prenin.

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  3. Whispers in the breeze and the rustle of leaves, bat’s wings and the middle note of the mosquitoe’s buzz all talk to us 🙂

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    1. That they do, Raili.
      We don’t always listen to them, but they do try their hardest! 😀

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