To wind that blows from better dayswith the scent of mint and honeysuckle,I thank you for this breath of fresh airin weather long past prediction. To sun that sets into the oceanwhose water does not dowse,I warm my hands tonighton the campfire you set today. To rain that cleans and coolsthe wounds and thirsts for more,from cupped…

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