Stormy

I belong in the storm.
I belong in the wind sleeting down my face.
My feet should be cold and wet
   in frivolous sandals.
I belong where the tulips dip their heads
   beneath each drop.
And the humans never bow their heads
   to the weather.
©2001-05-08
MSKing, hermitism.com

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