Awe And Delight

~Deana J. Tavares

The lightest air

Passed through

Every strand

Of her hair

Within her hands

She clasped it

It wouldn’t go stale

Held it to her nostrils

And deeply

Inhaled

Suddenly lost

Within another dimension

Microbes and fungi

Vines woven

To perfection

Warm soil

Welcomed fingers

Drawn in

To warm

Then cooled center

Tiny tunnels created

Paths

Where new life

Would enter

She saw all the rocks

Their imbedded flecks

Of minerals

House Sparrows

Perching

Upon green roof finials

Cardinals and Bluejays

Called to her

She returned

Their song

They were never gone

For very long

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