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high in the sky
with the touch of wind
eagles soar
far from the sound of love

in the forest
beyond the touch of love
the creatures are wild
with the scent of nature
and tree leaves bend
with the taste of rain

it was as a newborn
leaving my orbit
still bathed in nature's scent
that the sound of wind
escaped from my lungs –––
a cry or was it a song
chorused with the sound of love

Bernard Gieske, June 27, 2015

The Multi-Phrase Challenge
with “the touch of wind”
“the sound of love”
“the scent of nature”
“the taste of rain”

By Bengieske

© 2015 Bengieske (All rights reserved)


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