Aeolian Breath

(March 2014)

She is lifeless

without attention,

nothing but strings and wood

 

until she watches

you wave beyond her

thinking it’s meant for her.

 

You are like wind

giving her a voice,

inspiring her secret dreams.

 

You smile warmly

and her face brightens

with hidden confidence.

 

She is alive

with your attention,

more than mute strings and wood.

 

 

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