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West wind
I can tell you are there
Soft and damp
A gentler air
Crystal dewdrops shining
Lighting scented clover
from its curly sleep
Swallows love soft turbulence
Flying sorties over meadows
Calling wild and free
Between the grazing sheep
I can hear the hum of bees
The wheels of summer
Turning as the trees
Darken,
leaves more lustrous now,
Gathering light and shining
like we gather love
To store it up
For darker days.

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