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chilly morning winds
me tightening gust by gust
you smoothly swaying 🦊❤️
I was standing and staring at some delicate green strands hanging from a tree limb as I waited for my outdoor Qigong group practice to start. A chilly morning wind was blowing and I felt it in my bones and heard it in my ears. The supple strands danced gently, without resistance, as the wind blew them this way then that way. Their movement in the wind was a beautiful thing to behold. “Thanks for the inspiration tender green strands.” 🦊❤️