Sep 282009
Wind.
‘Twas forecasted, predicted.
Blowing here, raining there
Wetting foreign soil,
But drying, drying
This desert land.
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Wind.
Parching.
Lifting leaves to dance, to fly
Free from bounds
Of tired plants,
No sustenance left to offer.
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Wind.
Trees shed what’s left,
Dropping, dropping,
Nourishment for other plants
In seasons yet to come.
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Wind.
Beckoning the future,
“Come.”
“Be.”
Encouraging the present
To move into the past.
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Open arms wide. Eyes forward. Ride the wind.
Encouraging the present/To move into the past
I like that.