to fully listen . requires all of the senses . to sit quietly
but when the window . can be finally opened . the senses awake
when we close our eyes . the flowers do not reveal . their days are waning
even though fading . beauty lingers in the air . chasing the senses
sometimes your senses will make you believe you can smell a photograph
we can share the sights and the sounds, but it’s a shame we can’t share the smells
falling snow muffles sight and sound, and the screams from the monster next door
there’s a harmony when clouds and rains conspire that drowns the senses
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