Answering to the wind – Eric Syrdal

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She swirled
and danced among the wildflowers
and the rolling green waves
of the meadow
while the summer sun
played in her auburn hair

the last notes of a bright and joyous song
spilled from her smiling lips
She paused and affixed her eyes
upon the distant horizon

the air at her back
caught her dress and her hair
sailing them out like banners
from the ramparts of a fortress

I watch her
there from under the spruce scented hem
of the forest’s arboreal gown
and cherish the ink we share

for it runs down every facet of my heart
in every language that she and I have known
and to speak it
is to breathe fire
in a realm of ice

and worry becomes a stranger once again

for there is nothing
so reassuring
as when I calm my mind
and can hear her speaking to me

nothing so…

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