Hazel leaves cast dappling, dancing shadows on sunny, breezy days
Each leaf jiggles excitedly in place,
the smaller branches wiggle
and the boughs sway
Closely observed, the little mad leaves enraged with righteous indignation,
shake their entire tiny selves like the angry fists of revolution,
But, somehow, the effect is gentle and calming shade, where we can lie gazing
and be serenaded by the soothing shushing.
Each connected and each alone
Each excited and each calm
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Connected and alone, excited and calm, I love the inherent truth of contradiction, beautifully told, thank you.