Wind. Poem by Andy Pandy

Wind.



There is nothing sound or safe,
Hidden from Your gaze.
The way the wind swells and sways
In supernatural dance.
They way the trees are torn apart,
With intensity, beauty, and grace.

You touch the whole earth,
And everything bows beneath Your hand.

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Andy Pandy

Andy Pandy

Michigan
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