Litany
By Shell Bean
You are the air and the wind,
the sweet memories and the flame.
You are the aroma of the morning roses
and the inspiration of the brain.
You are the sunshine in the cold winter
and the bright rainbow after the rain.
THE RAINBOW. photo source
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However, you are not the fantasy from the artist,
the
star in the darkness,
or the shell under the sea.
And you are certainly
not the halter of the gharry.
There is just no way you are the halter of the gharry.
It is possible that you are the flower in the garden,
Maybe even the chuckle of the children,
but you are not even close
to being the fallen leaf on the ground in autumn.
Garden, photo source
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And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the water in freezing
nor the rock in melting.
It might interest you to know,
Speaking of the plentiful
imagery of the world,
that I am the whistle of the boat.
I also
happen to be the lonely traveler,
the silence dust in outer space,
and the falling kite in the sky.
KITE, photo source
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I am also
the breath in air
and the whisper in wind.
But don't worry, I am
not the air and the wind.
You are still the air and the wind.
You will
always be the air and the wind,
not to mention the sweet memories and
-somehow- the flame.
PS: Litany for my love.
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