The wind is swirling through the trees outside of the window and I can’t help but notice the leaves being pulled from the limbs that rest like the out stretched arms of an expectant lover waiting for the next embrace. The wind is gentle, but firm, and flows so effortlessly that it lulls the leaves into a placid mood while dancing off with them from the comfort of their branches. The wind and the leaves appear to be resting peacefully in each others arms as they make their way across the landscape…all of their anxieties hidden in the motions they are engaged in…all of their fears being held captive in their graceful embrace. The worries of what may come to be rests in their far off future and the two, for now, find a kind of comfort being caught up in this poetic love affair. The two are at peace being entangled with each other…at peace with being hidden in one another…and for now they enjoy their embrace…for now they simply dance.
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