A Sense

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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