Slow Wind
Slow wind
peeping through
unattended wind
doors
sweeping silkly dirty
floor, hoping a still
wake soul to find.
Slow wind
touching and
embracing
bare bodies
driping
with sweat.
Slow wind
tender
and still wet
with dew
bidding peace
to earth's face.
Slow wind
kissing life into
mortals nostrils
rocking leaves
and giving life
with its single sway.
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