it awakens
with the wind off the cliffed coast
a moist and subtle breeze
tinted with the mother's dew
it rides the uplift from her heated blush
sol having caressed her to shame
all the day long
growing and churned
writhing with claws extended
crawling up from rolling hills
chasing the sweet tears of a sea in turmoil
growling and squalled
it's icy whiskers shooting shafts of light
throughout the turbulent sky
then waiting, waiting for a downdraft
to begin it's journey home
cha oz
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ABOUT LEAH & LAUGHTER YOGA
13 years ago
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