The Wind
It lurks in the shadows
and basks in them freely.
At home among willows;
it too, at times seems seely.
Just as an unseen belief
makes reality bend.
A fallen leaf—
brings light to the wind.
Copyright © Dill Dennison | Year Posted 2022
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