A Kiss from the Wind

The wind plays upon the water
caressing it into shapes
manifested from the unseen,
a world of imagination,
a world in which forms are created
before being made manifest.

What ear hath the wind?
What intellect?
To listen to the song from the unseen
To know the specification for form
upon the water?

We ask,
yet it ceases not its whipping,
pirouettes and twirls,
Joyously it dances its Samba
with its unseen partners.
Heedless to our wonder;
Yet kind enough
to leave with a kiss
and a ruffle to the hair.

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