lying on the lap of the Wind
swirling with a rustle of paper leaves
rising and dipping like a kite unstrung
drifting whimsically like seeds of a dandelion,
a wish upon the heart
Spin a dance!
within the current of the Wind.
into the flow of Things.
Oh, what a beautiful surrender!
What a beautiful surrender it is.
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