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The great oak tree stood silent blue, The shimmering haze clung tight, The grass, a lush green velvet hue, The sky, a blazing light. With resting arm, shuttering eyes, I hear the growing leaves. I sense the panting of the birds Seeking shade in the shadowy eaves. But now, the droning of a bee, Impinges on my heart. My blacked out eyes search round for him, He stops, and then I start. My taut stretched skin Now crawls with fear, I dare not move, I cannot feel, My body can only hear. I hear the six legs marching on, I hear the four wings whirr, I hear the two antenna search, I hear the one sting burr, I hear a shout, I hear a slap, I hear a muttered word, Then I hear the silent tree. To move is so absurd. |