Whispered through the leaves of an oak
and held together by golden fields
should be our yearning for meditative posture.
-William Leed-
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Posted in Poetry, tagged fields, golden, leaves, meditate, meditative, oak, poem, poetry, posture, talking leaves, together, whispered, william leed, yearning on September 2, 2012| Leave a Comment »
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