Wednesday, March 31, 2010
sky dancer
I dreamed of clouds that boiled and swirled in intricate forms like foam on a cauldron; The clouds seemed to come alive. At that time, when I looked up and lost myself in the clouds, I sometimes saw the merlin that lives around here. My son and I were looking for shapes in the clouds and then I saw it.
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