Fresh fanned breeze feels kite's counterwheels in energy reborn, whose light,
paints sense intense on bobbing reel, responds to current's second-sight.
Breeze buffet dance, ride's glides, conceals karmic trajectory of flight
reflecting semi-conscious zeal for aura some might call insight,
refers to life, conditions real, fetches few fancy phrases bright.
(13 February 2012)
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