My Soul Smells of the Wind
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My soul smells of the wind
Which rolls across the plains
Swoops over endless waters
Caresses ocean waves
It picks up thoughts and scents
Along its endless way
Some particles and leaves
Which swirl and dance and play
My soul smells of the wind
Which brings awaited rain
Transporting missing prayers
And unexpected change
It whispers then it howls
Does never rest or stop
Deposits in my soul
Sweet molecules of hope
My soul smells of the wind
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Copyright © Miroslaw Eric Sulkowski | Year Posted 2014
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