We Are Manipulating
under the free shadow
of the huge tree
we are manipulating
experiencing the
velocity of the
wind
golden light
children of the sun
surrounds
escaped green parrot
on the breaking
branch
calling my name
i am hesitant
orphan boys playing
with unbouncing
cotton balls
i am reluctant
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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