Whispers of Wonder – Dead Deer

Whispers of Wonder

As soft winds caress

tired, silky sands,

a heart whispers less

forlorn its failed rise.

 

At once lost, it cries,

and finds to address

anew, ready it flies

and once more, careless.

 

Today I wrote  between 19:07 and 19:17.  I was prompted by an idea here.

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