Poem -
Wind Slumber
....Once upon a windchime,
A lull was overdue.
The band was never in time.
The tune... was never new.
With that.. my wish was served
On a dish, the irony was absurd
...For to me.. then, it occurred;
Without wind..
A sound could not be heard.
So in this moment,
I found my connection.
Silent and deep reflection,
of nature’s simple complexion.
It’s always in the breeze..
And only.. in your own perception.
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