
Smile
and kiss the wind
when the confluences
of growing autumn
and outgoing summer
sculpt
whimsical whirlwinds
of kinetic fancy
in the lax waviness
of the mute,
moody,
unforgiving ocean
rocking subtly,
imperceptibly,
increasingly broken
its motionless indifference
to stir echoes
of primeval thunder
in the aqueous,
nautical gallop
of countless
translucent horses
pulling the chariot
forever in motion
of the lonely
rose of the winds.
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