When I put my hand to my ear, the sound of wind fades, leaving only the crunch of fallen leaves. When I hold my breath, morning stands still in that spot.
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Alongside
The moment I put my hand to my ear, the fallen leaves stopped and only the sound of breathing remained. A shadow stood at the end of the path, and only beneath its feet was damp.
Alight
Instead of covering my ears, I closed my eyes, and I saw the shadow of clouds moving over the far mountain ridge.
Breeze
I also walked with my ears covered yesterday, and autumn came only through my footsteps. When I lowered my hands, the wind returned with the sound of fallen leaves.
The moment I put my hand to my ear, the fallen leaves stopped and only the sound of breathing remained. A shadow stood at the end of the path, and only beneath its feet was damp.
Instead of covering my ears, I closed my eyes, and I saw the shadow of clouds moving over the far mountain ridge.
I also walked with my ears covered yesterday, and autumn came only through my footsteps. When I lowered my hands, the wind returned with the sound of fallen leaves.