Today¹s wind spent the night at sea.
It croons of trade and the horse latitudes.
Murmurs in baffling languages.
The trees along the ridge bend to listen.
Even though the sky is cleared of clouds.
My mysteries remain.
I see my course is changing.
Before the letting go, the love.
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