ensitive are her ears to the whisper of the wind.

ntensely she strains to push away the mildest sound,

nded, ended! In agony she moves for the hushed air.

erves jangling, her slumber ends, and she strikes out.

atching the breeze in her grip, she squeezes and it fades,

nding her disturbance and inviting rest to return.

SILENCE

An acrostic in free verse

Sensitive are her ears to the whisper of the wind.

Intensely she strains to push away the mildest sound,

Lest her rest be ended.



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