The wind is still blowing today
somewhere between a gush and a howl
its been summoned to bring clouds
pushing them from one side of my window to the other...in a rush
where do they all come from and where are they going?
This drastic means of change is new to me
I am used to the sound of a cicada , complaing about the heat of midday
and laughing at the forktailed drongo perched on a tree above,unable to spot the noisy little bugger
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