Stepping out from under the cover of the awning
into the warmth of the waning summer's sun
I thought I'd hear the birds singing and
the happy children laughing
But there was nothing
not even silence
til I laid down my thoughts
and stared into the deep blue sky
that swept me away with a speed that tingled
as I mingled with the white clouds, whose awe nestled me
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