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Tucsonan stirrings

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Late days sky,
Cloudy, and peering through the leaves
Winds, strong, but welcome from the Arizona heat
Wind through the Palo Verdes makes a wall of sounds
Crickets singing, joining in harmonic convergence in my silently loud desert
Loneliness pulled from the air, a forever sound never heard
The three snowflakes and a winter leave,
They are wonderful, forming out of nowhere

Cool night blowing,
Sounds of Tucsonan stirrings
Coyote howls, Javelina grunting, picking up olives and fruits
a bat flies low, the sound of wings flapping, catching bugs

Gods blue beauty, comes shining through, through his trees
The miracle of water, heard feeding now green things,
Saguaro covered in moonlight and a soft desert snow
All the horizons are lit, It intoxicates my senses,
Laying down sleeping,
Stuck frozen in my cocoon,
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