Language Barriers
Words must wait for welcome
within this sacred green laced vista,
a cathedral incubating nuances of light
and shadow,
of succulent sway
inviting minds and tiny bodies
to come along this way,
then that,
billowing breeze
then soporific tease
lulling silent waves of blue grey clouds
continue on their more steady play,
aloof.
Twilight looms for this day
and life,
more peaceful without ego's endless string
of intrusive
entitled
arrogant
anthro-culturally enslaving
words.
Waiting to welcome new winds of time
noticing this embrace
within Earth's voracious voice,
vibrant flow choice
welcoming this time to go,
wordless.
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