Listen to the sea-wind
grieve and groan
and take the shape of a flying horse.
Listen to the fallen leaf
strive and steel
to vault the horse in a tragic yard.
Listen to the tree stump
calm and cheer
the tragic yard in a soul-speak.
Listen to the soul-speak
coax and cajole
the sea-wind to spread the word.
Listen to the wind,
the leaf, the stump and the yard,
for we might hear a felled tree speak.