breath of indecision…

 

again the murmurs

slip across

.

rocks and grass

lochs and heather

.

assembling around

hidden nests

.

kissing kindred faces

of bog cotton

.

this mist returns

mid-summer

.

sits calm

across the bay

.

again

today

 

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