Finding Air

Steve Pearson Poetry

in the sweet air
of an ended storm
thoughts like
new babes born
ideas like excited bees
swarming like
a growing breeze
and towering truths
like towering trees
awake again
and moving dust
blown away in
a new day gust.

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