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The Rustling of the Leaves
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The ears were deafened, there was nothing and no one around. No one was working near the fields, there were no cars, and yet her ears felt deafened, albeit slightly. Almost sweetly deafened.
Who was making that noise? Who was imitating the sounds that shaped her thoughts?.
That afternoon, walking among the pomegranate trees, she looked around her, but she could not find the cause of her discomfort. However, she realized that, when crossing the trees and branches, she occasionally felt very close to them, as if embraced by the leaves. Sometimes she couldn't tell if it was her hair flying in the wind or the leaves dancing.
That old sensation came again, she was not happy that way, looking for her place and not feeling completely calm. With every step she took, she began to hear answers, in the form of whispers, and certainly, it wasn't the birds, nor any small animal that walked along the ground. It was all about the leaves, the answers were them!... they told her: - “you are not happy this way”, “you are not happy” - and like the repetitive notes of a bass, those sounds hummed in her mind, more similar to the beat of one’s heart.
Her heart always accompanied her. Even though feeling a little fear at that moment and she thought that if she continued on that path, she would find what she was lacking. In this sense she couldn't pass up that opportunity. The situation didn't cause her pain. It was almost a dreamed peace.
She seemed like a woman lost in her thoughts, on her path, keeping the pulse of uncertain steps. - “We don't want to hurt you”, - “we love you” - was the eternal rustling of the leaves.
Suddenly, her heart felt sorry, when she realized that she could not help them, they would fall, they would fall forever to the ground, leaving those branches that were their home. Between whispers and tender touches, they said goodbye to the woman, telling her: - "do not be sad, we are waiting for you beyond time, beyond the puddle on the floor, which will shelter us in the last moments, do not be afraid, because that is the Life, you are not alone."
And the noises of those bass notes sounded just like her heart, with strength and good rhythm.
It would have been difficult for any viewer to understand the symbiosis of the woman and the leaves in that moment. Aeternum.
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