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.