Song of the air,
with engines aroar in the distance
Birds sing randomly in suburban trees

Listen! It is the sound of the universe
in all of its tortured beauty!

Leaves rustle with airplanes
A man coughs on truck-exhaust
Squirrels flutter from tree to tree

Can you hear what they want to say?

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