If I listen,
really listen..
I can hear
the music thru the trees.
The leaves flapping
together, in a steady
beat..
a soft applause
a light drumming...
I can hear the whistle
the melody of
the wood winds
as they echo through the branches..
cicadas playing their song
the rise and fall of the their pitch
the percussion of sound.
all the while,
little red birds
punctuate the air
with their arias.
This is the tree symphony
of my forest...
I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Saturday, September 8, 2018
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