Playful Chant of Wind
To run with daybreak’s ambient wind,
sliding past a legion of balmy trees
while fragrant vapor meets the dew;
like a satin ribbon twirling ‘round
fresh dawn, awakened: and it playfully
ruffles my dress through mild whispers
brushing my air-tossed hair:
~One more soft roulette
of tangy draft pats my flesh
gentle as hushed kiss!~
Morning's gust speaks in lilts to play
among a bevy of flowers, oh invisible
yet felt ever lightly while it chants afar,
only to glide back and enfold me
with a brighter touch of a symphony.
Strand No 800 Finale
~ Second stanza: senryu form DH
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