Wind

The wind is blowing
(I have skin, like anybody else.)
The sky is moving
(I have one face, the sky has many.)
I live,
I die.
(Sun, rain, crickets touch my skin.)
 The wind hurries on.

Comments

Sherry Blue Sky said…
Oh,, my goodness, this is so beautiful, i swooned.i am in love with the west wind.
Kerry O'Connor said…
These lines float by like dandelion seeds. Lovely, Shay.
Cloudia said…
Eternal moment. Many such like animation.....bring thoughts and feelings....
Anonymous said…
I blipped in early but wasn't signed in at the time ... I love the simplicity here - it's both a casualty and celebration.

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