
broken hearts of the wind
are gentle, in times when strings are
thin, and fierce
as we gather the materials within
to live, love, and laugh at the sky
reminding me
of how hard we all try
even when we want to shout
we can still let it go by
with a pause, and a breath
watching the waves wash over our missteps
revealing, and relating
the nature of the cosmos in your eyes
of a love
that always shines
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