INVISABLE POWER

Wind has

no face

though pushes

leaves and flags

into submission.

 

The sun

loves not

but warms

like arms

at journeys end.

 

Rain has

no soul

yet baptizes

with tears

from weeping clouds.

 

Clouds drift

without weight

though beat

lie hammers

in muscled storms.

 

The moon

floats silent

pulling oceans

with long

quiet silver fingers.

 

 

 

 

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