A WHISPER

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Henri Martin, Mystic Scene, 1895

In the quiet.

There is a hum.

A whispering sound.

A pitch too high to hear.

A touch too light to feel.

We are never alone.

SPRING IS IN THE AIR

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Flowering tower.

Spring is in the air.

Sunshine.

Flowers.

Birds chirping.

Pies baking.

I can feel it.

I can smell it.

I can hear it.

I can taste it.

Bring it on.

THE APPROACHING STORM

The storm is approaching the shore.

Dampness fills the air.

Mist sprays my face.

Strands of hair lift in the wind.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

Flashes of light cross the darkening sky.

I can feel it.

I can smell it.

I can almost taste it.