Listening to the Wind

I could smell the rain

coming over the hill

puffing up the clouds

breezing towards me


The air was crisp and cool

The wind was in full form

provoking the ocean

folding waves and galloping horses

grabbing hold of the coconut fronds

and together they danced

provocatively moving in and out

of each other

The breeze skidded, tumbled, twirled

raising the dress of the earth

tossing leaves

grazing my skin

Oh it was most seductive

an energy so alive

i felt out-of-body

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