Tense Presented
Rolling in whiteline freedom
Tasting the fog's wet kisses
A hawk screams and wheels in explosive joy
Songbirds scatter and disappear
Wind pauses in disarray
Echoes of falcon screams
Shiver in spines attune to bagpipes
Life in present tense
Soaring on highways of free
As surf echoes in a wayfaring mind
Rolling on moon pulled sea
Soaring forever
Free
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