Drizzles On Wind
Lost in a woodland once again
To feel the silver of mild rain-
Hair windblown
I brush the mist on my body-
Droning through a night’s symphony
Like windpipes
Until gauzy the evensong
Imbues this hill where tears belong-
In windfalls
Contest On Fire, Earth, Wind---nette onclaud
Norma Arana Nov 15, 2014
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Copyright © Norma Arana | Year Posted 2014
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