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Click hereBefore the small winds die down, little eddies swirling,
the mists form and cover all.
Take me away, they cry
where are the leafy boughs,
verdant and green
and those rumbling slithers remind Us that together,
We can
Taking the hand, walking with the little one,
safe and enclosed
Together , finally having found the one
who might dare
That abyss and that constriction,
that looking on in a quiet and frenzied cognizance,
that distance matters little.
What flies across the world, is a Thought
Light , airy, dry and insinuating,
Minds dissimilar are better than not,
and When neighbours meet, those same minds sing
meld and soar to the heavens,
Riding those eddies again,
Painting those purples and
deeper blues with flecks of primrose and white champas
and the heady scent of their song:
That thrush sings yet again soft and mellow