Day 1443, borderline.
The wind and warmth
lifts us up
and glides
in endless circles
~
never nearing
the verge
Day 1088, out there.
It comes from under the door
from far, driven by the wind
What it is? That’s waiting out there.
Nochrisis
Day 842, wind.
My nature goes out
and in focus at random
changing with the wind.
Day 825, directions.
