Trees Full of Wind
June 21, 1993
They are made for it, Bending, sieving, slowing The energy - a wild Conducting, ushering What passes invisibly Into the sensual world - Afterwards, deep roots Tremble with the memory of dancing.
They are made for it, Bending, sieving, slowing The energy - a wild Conducting, ushering What passes invisibly Into the sensual world - Afterwards, deep roots Tremble with the memory of dancing.