Fingers touch the sky
as clouds rush past them
Breathe
The wind caress them as they lower to the earth
Breathe
hovering for a moment, then
glide into the sun's glorious warmth
Breathe
glancing back to the earth
hands sweep through the air
to brush the clouds once again
Breathe
Namaste
Monday, January 12, 2009
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