for Heather
there's a beautiful road
on a blue sky sunny day
wind keeps blowing
in a refreshing way
playing a symphony
of rustling trees
the curling waving
flicking sun-dappled leaves
of elms maples and pines
when i hear this song
i stop from my ride
and i wonder how such
clear loud beauty
so serene yet active
can exist
yet it does
without a single word
devoid of all thought
and having no fears
wind keeps blowing
in a refreshing way
playing a symphony
a beautiful road
on a blue sky sunny day
**
Medicine Lake
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