Secret Ingredients
Sand
the living desert-
waves carried across the sand
by wind on the dunes
–
tumbleweeds-
a mindless expanse
of lifeless sand
Morning
blackbird’s lilting song-
sunlight caresses your face
just before you wake
–
in the clouds-
the soft glow of
an autumn dawn
Travel
waiting for the train
I stand on the platform near
the other pigeons
–
misty morning-
migrating geese
return to the sky
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