If I could be a thought, a sense
Being pulled along, trapped in the air
Turning this way and that
A flurry of feeling
Draping, catching everything in my path
Coating it with love
A love so wholesome and strong
that the flowers open up just for me
Just for having been touched by me
Craning to see where the wind takes me
My friends and I whispering along
All joined with invisible wire
A smooth, clean rope with no rough edges
Giggling in the daylight
Laughing at life, learning to live
Wide-eyed and wondrous
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