The Air of Indifference

The Air of Indifference Tree limbs grasped hungrily at idle air hawks, with weary wings, shared calms despair, sailors, deafened, by the muted swell motionless the listless sails froze in heated hell. Kites, stricken victims of inertial rule denied the need for string, or child-held spool aspire to go nesting in the trees dream of the distant joy of being free. Soft turn of ocean breeze will fulfill hope, sailors on the deck will seize the rope as children would the string of lifting kite and trees bend easily as hawks take flight. Thus does spirits wind so gently raise the voices of the silenced into praise. 7/3/2014