The cats pressed, whiskers
alert
leaves outside the window
wonderfully alive
moving in concert
As if stitched together
the dance they are moving
as if by a hidden hand
spinning and turning
The leaves alive, crystals,
blowing in the cold breezes
as if a ribbon of garland
spinning round the tree
The puppeteer of life
urging us, pulling,
guiding them ever
dancing and spinning
Wonderfully alive
a blessing to us
watching their dance
our hope in the desert
Whirling in the air
drawn up from the ground
cascading back down
in a dance of grace
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edited November 27, 2014
Wonderfully Alive – v2
edited November 27, 2014
Wonderfully Cold – v2
Thanksgiving Day
November 24, 2010
Wonderfully Cold
edited November 27, 2014
Wonderfully Alive – v2
Thanksgiving Day
November 24, 2010
Wonderfully
Alive
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