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Watching the Wind
Our fallen Rain
Towards eternity
Sky Teacher
Needless to Say
Love Seals my Lips
with a Gentle touch
As if it is True
As if New
Fresh Belief
Watching the Wind
Relief from Pain
Towards eternity
I reach out
to catch the Rain
Touch the Gift
Towards eternity
Dawn Steepens
The Climb
My knees are drawn
Beyond my feet
A stillness
moves
Touching the Wind
Toward continuity
And I have experience,
a pleasure indeed.
by John Edward Culp
upon this Tuesday
of November 21,
2023
A really lovely, gentle poem, John. Nice work.