So pure and genuine
Your grace and beauty never cease
A canvas for the sun to paint
A playground for the wind to create
A breathtaking sight
Here.
Gone.
I see you.
Gathering
Forming
Dancing
Swirling
The rain descends.
Whispers secrets as you pass.
Cleansing. Purifying.
Peace.
I hear you.
Fleeting
Majestic
Calming
Free
Your gentle touch
Your strength
I feel you.
How I long to soar with you
To see what you see
To feel your embrace
To Experience
To Trust.
I know you.
Through the narratives
and undetermined
P O S S I B I L I T I E S
I will wander and search
Question and adapt
I miss you.
โฅ๏ธ Sandy Gordon Frankfort
