"Now great winds
roar down the canyons
of the sky-
branches crash, brooks race,
snow scuds along grey stone walls.
The world is
incredibly clean
as the strong vibrant energy
of March
pounds in the pulses
and invades
the chilled lungs
of winter."
~G. Taber~
Happy Wednesday!
With love and hugs.
xo
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