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21 May 2006
thunder at my back door
like wind in the trees.
… I am not at home,
there is no ocean.
The trees outside are still
against the lightening sky.
The roar of the spirit wind
is full of you; I breathe in deeply
the knowledge of you in my life.
The sound of wind or ocean
surges again. It might be a plane
or a truck. I think you must
be awake by now. I imagine you
waking, stirring and stretching
like a big cat. I imagine lying
next to you, stroking your body.
A cardinal flits through the branches
outside my window. I breathe
in Texas, a new day begins.