when the wind speaks

Deeper than deep-seated Joy,

Surpassing limits of every gratifying Sense, the

Boundless arm of (he)ir caresses;

Gentle breeze blowing against Skin,

Lifting and Falling

in nuance of intent-sity- You Are

the closest to God we’ll ever get.

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