Rising is heaven and good is the world.
Platitudes…soft chuckle
A smooth cool breeze floating by
Curving and wisping
Smiling and rolling on through the mountains
Valleys and streams, rocks and leaves, bow and hold steadfast
All whisper back in recognition
And peace at the sweet passing
The wind whips and tears
At our eyes and hair
Flopping and flowing
Dog ears and dogwood flowers
Wild is the wind
Falling as petals push me over the edge
Drift smells of lavender and lily
Pollen scrambles for awaiting love
You kiss the back of my neck
And I shudder in delight.
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