I am truly happy
Where the wind
Blows cool, through
Trees of endless summits,
In lands
And hands
Above it,
Touched with just
A brushstroke
By artists without names.

I am truly peaceful
When naked air
Clears skies,
Hovers
Like the moonlight,
Eclipses midnight
Falls without dropping
On targets
While I'm blind.

 

Heather Zir 2002

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