he looked up the first thing
to the sky knowing
the sky's knowledge is supreme...
stretching his hands up
like a shoot reaching up
he got into the fold
of mind
in which he could see the wind's mother
'what's in store?'
he prayed...
a cool blessed ethereal wind
came and said
'life...feel life in everything...'
and he looked up...
the sky was cloudy but had all the warmth...
the sun had risen innocent...
the birds chirped perfect...
the trees sang beautiful...
and he thought
he had all that he ever wished...
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