Everyone talks to her
In hushed voices
The butterflies, ants.
Trees, birds, animals
Wind, the clouds ,
Drizzling rain
The mist, mountains
They murmur about
The beautiful night before
Each one of them about
Their day in and out
Their routines n chores
Dreams n hopes
And she keeps on
Chattering day n night
With a voice
Incomprehensible
To the humans around
As she never belonged to
The human world ....
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