Hurry

Mockingbirds, heal me

Ravens, heal me

Rain, heal me

Southeasterly breezes

bringing unfamiliar sounds,

Heal me

Sounds of kitchen

Sounds of neighbor

Sounds of every new day,

Heal me

Open windows,

Heal me

Red canyons,

Heal me

Silver trees,

Heal me

Faint green leafy mist,

Heal me

And hurry.

Warmth

Light

Bees,

Heal me.

God is outside

And why I must live

With the windows

Open.

Heal me

And hurry

Thank you

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©2014

beth anne boardman