An imprint
of dynamic wind moving clouds
sun touching branches
touching wings
of geese, swans, and eagles
gliding over ripples
of freshly-thawed lake water
pushed by wind
green waving sediment
blue reflection of sky
carrying seeds, leaves, and hollow
to another cove
of alder, pine, and larch
canopy of old branches
holding me
calling me
daughter, mother, sister, lover
of shadow
dance and color filtered
by wind moving trees
moving clouds
over ground soggy with spring.
Gorgeous ♡♡♡
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Thank you so much!
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My always honor♡♡♡
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