so much noise at once

the softness of spiderwebs in the grass

the distant smoke seeping into the trees

screams inside the chainsaw echo

tree branches swaying, though the air is still 

cracks in the fence show shadows that aren’t there 

the air, exquisite, making all the noise worth it

no clouds. Just blue, finally?

leftover leaves feeling out of place

bulbs awaiting their peak season 

a million tiny creatures beneath my toes

I can hear all of it at once & yet none of it at all