Carved from the Wind by Zev Torres

Carved from the wind
Arcs 'neath the gusts
Dances lightly unseen
Gracefully mistrusts

Falls in slow motion
Alights on a song
Glides by heaven's torch
Tenderly mourns

Chilled by a mist
Hastens over a fallen'branch
Wades 'cross a swollen stream
Returns home by chance.

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