The Air This Day
Oh, Spirits of Air,
Impetuous and unruly this day --
Brazenly churning up the skies,
Lashing at the trees,
Lapping the waters from the Sea.
Spirits of Air, I thank you.
For dizzying me with your bumptious gusts,
Salting my nostrils with the Ocean's musk,
Seizing my Spirit in your mad dance.
Oh, Spirits of Air,
I received your memo --
via the rushing winds,
With gratitude.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Waxing Poetic: The Air This Day
Went with the children on a walk along the Anchorage Coastal Trail on a damp, blustery day last week. So powerful, so exhilarating. It reminded me to be alive.
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