Calm in friendly revelry –

Wind, sound of play, drumming fingertips along the spine.
Petals touch, whispering, cheek to cheek
Alive, the word spirals up from my core
Blades of green, a cushion, for settling
The fusion - energy, showers over, tingling skin
It is cast, the song – of calm
Shadows? Rest beside, in moment’s stillness
Playing the song
Rapture of dimensions, in the view
Lest the shadows form a running gait
I, in quiet place, concentrate
Calm dwells, in this friend, I won’t tarry far
But listen to the sound of the world, and play
Hands of mine, not keepers, not tellers of fate
I rest alone, Sun engulfing life
Whose warm fingers, delicately, caressing energy
- Into the form
Dreams, found and made
In delicate calm

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