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By

Lisa A.Williams

The wise-

don’t build on sand.

but spirit does.

 At the mercy of whispers,

the wind utters

 her contempt

for stability-

she is a freedom

lover, enraptured by

the pull of lunar

and warm breezes.

Sister sun-

shines on the shadows

 of stone-

where secrets try to hide.