Craving silence
I feel in your arms
Heart in the sea swell
Cradled
With a smile that follows the horizon line
I slip into the turning, lilting song
Drawn into the sky like weather

Life in a whisper
A teardrop
A sigh past the lips
returning
I lie in earth, freshly turned
Sinking to the roots
Wild flowers weave through fingers
I am impressed in curves
And smooth spaces
Like water over river stones
Until nothing remains

Fingers tipped
Lifted
Feathers to the wind
Silence grounds
The threads
Sewn through each part of me
I fly
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