Day I drink you in
Every fluttering wing
All clouds moving
Leaves blowing hereby
Your creatures breath
Your windy willows
Your air meandering
Day you give to me
Heartbeats on the hill
Patterns in voices
Roses sleeping deep
Curves of hawks circle
Rich dormant soil
Savors touching tongue
Laughter to embrace
Tears to touch
Peace within
Strength without
as you become my night.
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