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“Cult Of The Elements Chorus by Stewart Stafford The breeze began as hymns, Spreading through the forest, Slowly tipping, creaking limbs, A cult of the elements chorus. As bobbing boats at a marina, Invisible H₂O, dialled up to seven, a domino effect, calmly serene, Swaying arms, raised to Heaven. Whistling through the branches, Trees rocked forward, fell, then, came with uneasy, silent chances, Until the zephyr whispered again. © Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Cult Of The Elements Chorus by Stewart Stafford
The breeze began as hymns,
Spreading through the forest,
Slowly tipping, creaking limbs,
A cult of the elements chorus.
As bobbing boats at a marina,
Invisible H₂O, dialled up to seven,
a domino effect, calmly serene,
Swaying arms, raised to Heaven.
Whistling through the branches,
Trees rocked forward, fell, then,
came with uneasy, silent chances,
Until the zephyr whispered again.
© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.