I am the soft breeze blowing against leaves

I am the soft breeze blowing against leaves swaying sprouting shoots on summer's eve sweet mellifluous melodies that birds sing on ancient trees while resting battled wings I am the healthy tradition that's never lean long passed down by saints that do not sin unlike the swiftly shifting nomadic clouds that always don a foggy asthmatic shroud I am the savage beast that will never relent with a surging wrath that's ever present nightly howls at the moon's rugged surface a shady consequence of the devil's caress I am the rising sun on a gloomy humid dawn setting on a thousand dreams curtains drawn watching past generations being mourned silently whispering tales of lovers scorned -Dikizo The Poet.

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