Right now

May 25, 2009 02:22

The wind catches fallen petals and sets them swirling -dizzy.
And me,
like these petals,
Compelled into movement by the momentum of earth-turning, star-burning, light in the sky..
     Stirred,
          by people and their choices - 
               channeling spirit through their voices,
crying freedom in a choir of cracked lips and moist eyes...
And me,
like this wind,
guiding the course of countless sails... 
     an improvisational dance of interpersonal aerodynamics,
          transitioning between falling and flying , an interplay with the Unseen.

poetic

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