April

it is the most serene
madness. 
the smallest oceans fall
from the sky, 
and the wind extends her arms, inviting 
everything to dance with her.
the rooftops sing
with the skin cells 
of the sea. 
like the bathing earth beneath 
my feet, i am 
saturated with life. 
my layers have clung
together.
i am now one.  

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