Softly it flutters,
on wind it flies,
carries emotion,
cuts like a knife.
Formless it loves,
weightless it kills,
passionately cries,
a fate it will seal.
Pulls down the holy,
kings from their thrones,
allays while unseen,
hearts that are torn.
Moves in the air,
profound and absurd,
carried by inflection,
a powerful word.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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