Still Wind

Waiting for a gentle push

In a direction I do not know

Surrounding everything

But nothing 

I'm there 

But I'm not

You feel me 

But you don't

Leaves wait to dance

Birds wish to take flight

The moon guides me

She says

To be still

 

 

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