as the breeze comes through the window,
I hang hopes on clouds, running fast,
and furious, quite profound

are they

beautiful, translucent, and full of
magical movement, transcending this
moment…

light and dark, in a dance of mysterious
tapestry, woven gently, and carefully,
by the unseen, preen

shielding you and me, from the glean,
as the shadows begin to dance with
the trees

the flowers perk up, and provide a love
seen

lasting centuries…

Photo by fietzfotos, Pixabay

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