Serene Sighs

Leaves dance
on an old piano,
honeyeaters trill
to the setting sun
sitting on perches
caught in walnut.

A cat walks on faux
ebony and ivory
serial notes,
the deep tones
tickling her feet,
her own harmony.

A sea breeze gently
ruffles the lilac,
bees rush to their hives
as clouds dress
in rose and gold
for the day’s curtain call.

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