18 July 2015

The Sound of Trees/ ο ήχος των δέντρων

©m.cassapidis, 2015

My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.
I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.

from 'The Sound of Trees' by Robert Frost

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