Molting

The breeze is making music
As the wind chimes play their tune
A clanging, church bell melody
Invades the afternoon
In between the gentle gusts
The cricket bands continue
A harmony unfolds for us
Outside the August window
With all this tunage going on
Although it’s played with flair
Without the Robin’s evening song
A silence fills the air
In a weakened state, they roam through day
On [...]

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Wet

The rain has washed another week away
The smell of bark and rotting wood prevails
Today the burning sun will save the day
As raindrops melt and hawk majestic sails
Across a sky of unrelenting blue
Above the miles of green and misty trails
Escaping from my sight–beyond my view
Enduring truths he silently unveils –
Unfurl your wings and fly above it [...]

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