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Awareness

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By littlecloudflower   |   Watch
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Published: February 25, 2014
Your footsteps come with the spring
The melting brooks over pavement,
The dancing leaves
My heart listens, softly;
it does not linger.
Perhaps, the wind whispers, after you,
"Thank you for passing."
© 2014 - 2019 littlecloudflower
You had asked me to listen to the footsteps of people passing by, and notice how I cannot hold onto the sound. I think this is what you meant. 
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TrulyTuyet's avatar
TrulyTuyet|Professional Artist
I consider myself quite aware of my surroundings but your poem makes me question my awareness even more. Love this!
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littlecloudflower's avatar
Thank you very much! :) It's always amazing to suddenly be aware in our busy lives. 
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TrulyTuyet|Professional Artist
You're very welcome! :aww: It definitely is. Even being aware of the littlest thing can brighten your day. =)
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wildicebell's avatar
"listen to the sound of footsteps of people passing by"
 damn, that's romantic :D
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littlecloudflower's avatar
Haha <3 That it is~
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