The voice is not from color of the leaves but from the lush words they utter, in the glossy sentences they form from rain and summer, the green syllables they whisper. Have you ever listened closely with your eyes? You have to seek the silence, go where birds are speechless on a doldrum day, go close and then go closer. The voice of leaves is deep and slow, you have to wait, be patient. Listen with your body, listen to its scent and to its sheen. You will know it well. The voice of leaves is yours, it is your mother’s voice, your voice from dreams.
raising from granite
when crumbled into gravel —
single leaf of grass
Today Frank hosts Haibun Monday at dVerse. Write about the silent voice, your inner voice. Everything is so very green at the moment so I had to let the leaves talk.
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May 28, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Really beautiful the way the words match the photo so well – the silence, the sheen, the vibe – with such depth.
Thank you… it’s hard to find the silent voice I think.
I wonder where these voices come from. I like the idea that they come from dreams.
I wonder too… especially the voices that you see..
Lovely and mystical. And then the blade of grass pierces the crumbled granite.
I think the blade of grass is another voice.
Leaves do speak! I love that they utter words ‘in the glossy sentences they form from rain and summer’ and ‘the green syllables they whisper’. Mother Earth’s voice 😉
I know they speak… you just have to listen.
🙂
Yes, the world is amazing!!
It is…
I love the voice of leaves, there is something very dreamy about it that you captured here too :o)
“Have you ever listened closely with your eyes?” What a thought provoking question!
I love how you mix up the senses here. Eg listening with the eyes. Beautiful green imagery and lovely haiku.
Beautiful! Glossy works so well here, as does a mother’s voice.
Brilliant! Mesmorizing! Pure eloquence of voice, Bjorn!
This is very profound. Those inner voices that speak in the silence of nature does seem to echo the voice we sometimes hear in dreams.
Listening closely with your eyes. I love that!
Beautiful Bjorn. Listen and learn from the present and the past!
Dwight
“The voice of leaves is deep and slow, you have to wait, be patient.”
This poem is so peace and still.
Stunning!
Lovely poem. I like your description of the voice of leaves as deep and slow and that one must be patient. . .the voice of mothers and dreams. Beautiful!
kaykuala
Have you ever listened closely with
your eyes? You have to seek the silence,
Love the way inanimate objects are made to be acting ‘humanistic’ in the whole of the take!
Hank
Splendid use of synesthesia that works so well for this prompt. You create a deeply reflective word-moment, Bjorn.
go where birds are speechless on a doldrum day, –
oh that silence! very rich and lush and full – this is an interesting Haibun Bjorn – I really enjoyed it – for the images you’ve paired and the essences to translate into words just how “green” can be in an overloaded, sensory world.