Within the Wind

It is there, within the wind
Awakening a cloudy day
Washing all the pain away
Fresh and crisp and undiluted
Clarity of being

There, within the wind
Sound of silence singing
Joyously, the dance goes on
Ringing circles round the sun
And moving, on and on

The moon gives rise to endless tides
Of softer light and airy heights.
Gentle in their mystery -
A dream of healing.
Clover fields merged into
just a single, salient rose.

White, yet centered pink and gold,
just at the level of all heart and soul.
And there, within the wind,
the story's told. Of endless love,
that chooses to live on...

? Michaelette ?

5/17/2002
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