The wind blows freely
It seeks a loving moment.
Caresses your face.
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The trees seem silent.
As though awaiting some thing.
Perfect at-one-ness?
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Splashes of color
Deeper and broader slip in.
Autumn unfolding.
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Wild, scattering leaves
A hurried journey – to where?
But oh what a dance!
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Sweet, still woodpecker.
What led you to breathe your last?
You were not alone.
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Imagine those clouds.
You see them in such Glory.
But do you See them?
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Sunlight and shadows.
But what lies there between them?
Let your musings speak.
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If you could be shown
How swiftly time’s pages turn
How would you write them?