Hearts Ahead

Slowly,
Gently
The wind billows round, waltzing with tree branches,
Tickling chimes, riding pinwheels, whispering in our ears.
Turning,
Inhaling,
Then in a flash, rhythms separate, our hearts race past us picking
Up their pace as they turn and realize we are only moments away.
Running,
Reaching
On long grass beneath our feet unshod, we leap high on, casting
Shadows in the sky then rolling to the ground, catching them on contact.
Walking,
Laughing
With mouths wide open, sunlight illuminates the anchor beneath
Our tongues, hearts happily fall back and our minds, all the while, asleep.

Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.

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About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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