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The wind blows
Stronger
when the revelations come,
Telling me I’m right,
Breathing
Yes
Into
Being.
What I see on TV draws me to what I read
and I know that was no coincidence.
From what I read
I write
And there goes that wind again.
Or the Kookaburra laughs to remind me
At me or with me.
I’m listening dear Mother,
And I love Your Voices.
