DecPoWriMo 12

If you know where to look 
Or listen 

The world is less lonely and full 
Of notes 

Left in trees for others to find 
And plant 

Ideas of loving kindness 
To share 

Sometimes with the whole world 
To make 

The space between us and others 
More tolerable 

And even if you do not know where 
To look 

The garden is still brimming
With magic