Scared leaves rustle, rustle in angry wind
Rustle so much as to make a roaring din
A din so monstrous so vile so large
As to create a crying tidal wave
Which rises swallows all in its charge
As I watch, watch through gaping eyes
This rustling monster ending finishing lives
I ask it but to recall that time long long ago
That time when noise was scarce
When the leaves rustled scared and slow
Ask what, what has changed since that day
When the leaves rustled slow and gray
When angry winds cried and jeered
When the leaves were tentative here and there
Nothing, I dare say, not even that wretched fear



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