Sunday, May 28, 2017

To the winds they dance...



Imagine the delight
 if we were to be in spontaneous expression 
of the words of heart felt lovingly 
moment to moment
we would be as the flowers
To the winds they dance 
to the light they praise
to the sun they bloom
holding to the glory and beauty 
of the ever present NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




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