#1754-Modern times

Words upon words,

Are all around.

Even in forests,

Where libraries are found.

Still, true wisdom

Resides elsewhere,

But not so far.

Among gently rustling leaves,

The quiet, soft breeze,

Or blanket of silence,

Hoping to be seen.

It’s all there,

Hidden among the trees,

Patiently waiting,

Camouflaged in green.