Nature’s outstretched hand holds grains of Sahara sand in its palm,
and with a puff, blows the red dust onto rooftops in Portugal.
Residents hold their breath and hunker down, awaiting fresh breezes.
The pleas and praises sung in a small Synagogue in Europe,
are carried on the winds of time and heard throughout eternity,
as congregants inhale words, giving oxygen to the spirit.
A soul is gathered to its kin, leaving her story behind,
as the sea shimmers and sparkles, lighting the way to infinity.
A rainbow reaches beyond the clouds, marking the end of the storm.
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Thank you, Larry, for this beautiful imagery featuring the wind (unseen spirit) and the relationships between nature and one’s soul.