Wind

I hurl to space

A spiral of twists

Flying through the air

And suddenly I’m there

Free as wind,

Walk with me.

Breeze through my mind,

Let me see nuances tonight

And gliding through cosmos,

I pass light blue ice

The color of his eyes

Pick me up.

I stride with my air stream

In my wind there are secrets

Catch a sound of it;

What a beautiful silence.

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