Just as my body sighed
with the heat of the hill climb
I was met with lavender
singing with its scent
about early morning watering
and gratitude for its essence
and the day
How could I not join in
as welcome wind brings high clouds
and a hint of change
and everything dances what it feels
and what it knows.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 6, 2015
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