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Zephyr

 

 

 

Fragrant winds blush my cheeks

and caress my lips with hope

 

Pink plumeria tickle my nose 

with the sweet balm of possibility

 

Curious eyes closed tight face upward

and open to find promise riding on hawk’s wing

 

Hawk hovers above me

gently coaxing the wind with her tail

 

She summons a cloudless sky to rain
honeyed sprinkles imbued with love
spraying me with all of life’s sweetness