28 - These words rustle

These words rustle through me like so many aspen leaves

Softly in the morning breeze.

The sound of them all rising,

symphony of a thousand,

will uplift and carry you

across the daunting waters

To a refuge for your heart.

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LEO's musical association:

Prelude in G major No.5, Op. 32 by Sergei Rachmaninov

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