THE WIND SINGS ME SONGS
If you haven’t a wind sculpture
I’m sorry. I have two
.
They turn and catch the light,
dipping again and once more
into another dimension, then
returning, each suspended in
its own draft: sky-blue dancing with
many-faceted indigo. As the
wind fashions and re-fashions
the two, I find myself also
pulled into the rhythmic, enticing,
dancing, responsive and
mesmerizing moves and I, too.
become one in nature’s hymn. Nan March, 2022

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You’re so sweet!
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