Wind Song, Unplugged

Wishful blinking of rivers, flowing in dreams,
of an apprentice learning the magick  
and trees that shade the veils of twilight,
serving the greater will of nature's landscape
in improvisation, sowing  the dew  
 
Connecting the spiritual world with the living,
traveling in the moonlight on an inspiration  
listening to Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue,  
in nature's untamed carnal intoxication,
of a rose's chassé

From the fog of infancy to middle age,  
watering the bees and dancing with leaves,  
discovering the imagination of the unknown
wondering where one belongs,
unplugging a wind song