What The Wind Hears

Unseen Presence,



The Wind comes:

Blowing gently,

Touching skin,

With gentle warmth,

Invisible but powerful,

Bending branches,

Lifting shingles,

Tearing petals,

From unborn seeds:

Before the roots come,

Unborn, unformed,

Seed’s Heart calling,

Singing silent notes,

Only the Wind knows.


Image by Leslie M Lighthouse

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