As The Wind

As the wind whistled across my neck

I felt a breeze of buoyancy

A lick of luck

And a jolt of joy

As the wind whistled across my neck

I felt a union of atoms

A frequency of fruition

A time table of many

Calculated in disposition

As the wind whistled across my neck

I felt the sun’s passion

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