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Silence, the trees
Listen.. the breeze, its voice just a whisper
Notice the air, its language gets crisper
Thoughts will decieve you, so hear with your sorrow
Logic deceptive, stop thought for the morrow

Breathing the taste of her
Smelling the sound of her
Harken the voice of her
Listen list listen her

Listen into the night's wind as your soul falls
Into the trees, let your guidance be done for
Bare out your spirit, let nakedness follow
Undress your walls, so the voice can be hollowed...

Do you see her now calling?
Can you hear it now falling?
Stop listening and hear...
Stop feeling and feel...

Words are inadequate
Eve' metaphor travestic
Stop reading the excrement
Unopen the eyelids

Yes, your prayer is unwinding
You see through the blinding
Talk with her gently
She speaks through your blindness

Face to face you are now with unspeakable speaking
She is drawing you near, now you see why
Hidden beneath these words that I'm speaking
Reveal something more if you hear what I'm seeing

Softly, she is kind
She speaks to those who are blind
Hidden from the sane
Just lose all your shame...she is kind

Lovely darling, she meets you
She sees you, she knows you
Breathe her, she adores you
Now you see her clearly my love
Now you feel her calling my love

Stop reading, join those who know her