Thursday, March 19, 2009

Breezing Queen

The breeze summons me,
touching my window pane.
As she shows her dance upon
the life, as sweet as cane.
With trees and twigs
men and material on the plain,
To enlighten the hearts of those
who are in pain.
I feel in myself as if
I am dancing with the queen.


Dated 1998

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