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The winds paw
by Linda Carpenter

 
I am the one with eyes who
  can see the winds paw.
Fold time into rock like coppery
  sheaths torn by the sun.
Blues in the ocean churning.
Light and darkness all like some
  red unholy thunder.
Life expanse,entity,romance in
  heartfelt visions.
awakening for messages in eyes
  shuffling through the winds paw.