Sunday, January 22, 2017

Windy Valentine

After a long run of rain
A cold sunny wind comes
To gobble it up again
But not without first
Polishing it to the sheen
Of a cherubim or throne
Some creature that is all
The emptiness of light
Filled with the joy of growing
Lifting from each ocean
A few drops and pouring
Them on the countries
Of the world then moving
Off as wind a sunny wind
That shows us to ourselves

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