A dream of rain this snowy afternoon
Still makes concentric circles
Splashes of rebounded thoughts
Like circles in my mind.
The wind is coming this Ash Wednesday
In power indiscriminate, gusting across
Snowy peaks, over empty quarters
Of sagebrush and juniper,
Chamisa and pinon,
And the robins came back yesterday.
Author: Duncan MacNae
Exiled Gael, scion of the Dust Bowl, dweller within Divine Grace, admirer of mountains, I have made my peace with trout and the starlings. Looking for a river and healing trees.
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