Wind Chimes

The clouds end their tears 

Dullness paints the sky

Frosty breezes trigger linkage
beneath warm fleece blankets

In our shared hammock, skin to skin swinging to
wind chime melodies
Such a soothing sound coaxes the sun’s return
penetrating earth with fresh light

Hypnotized by
nature’s glowing bliss,

we close our eyes

time flies
written by kirsten curcio
written by kirsten curcio

Kirsten is a mother and wife. She has driven through the Smoky Mountains twice, survived a hurricane, loves nature, travelling, photography and art.

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