leaves loose from the trees
that are birds instead
flung into the magical air
to alight on different trees
and mingle with others there
both birds and leaves.
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A short, new poem. Have you ever watched the wind blow a few leaves from a tree only to realize they were actually birds? Or notice a small flock of birds that were actually leaves? Perhaps what you witnessed was an act of magic; a transformation; a sleight of Nature's hand.
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