Silence

Grinded earth
has brought the fluttering winds
To a standstill
Clay mixed
With lone drops
Soft grass rooting
Her ear
Lies
On the green

Her eyes
see caterpillars pass
glassy
A whet puddle
under her cheek
Body merges with grass

As caterpillars and ants follow
the fainting rhythm
of her heart

Silence remains

and soft flutters
of distant butterflies