Conversation
Conversation Leaves of the oak tremble in fear for once the air is heavy with the warmth of tired hours azure expanses have turned to a darkened gray the conversation has begun between the giants. A future is being written on these natural pages like butterflies they flutter with their last breaths a northern breeze sings its cries filled with tears the melody is soft amidst the roars of the infinite. Gently raindrops fall from far-away lands above kissing with eternal passio
