Like the wind…
Always moving, always ready, always fast…
And never telling anyone where I am going…
Like money
I go where I want,
where I please
and no one stops me,
I move with ease.
I am the shadow, the echo, the thought…
C.2021, Francis Bravo Cabrera, 15 NOV 2021, València, Pais Valenciá
JaZzArt en València 
Love this poem! Very empowering. Great work, my friend!
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Thank you my friend!
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a nice way to be –
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Thank you Beth!
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Quickly and graphically to the points. I like working the wind with words. You have done this marvelously here. Superb work, Master.
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Thank you, very much Espie! Really appreciate it.
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Most certainly welcome. Off to laundry. Lemmesee was I supposed to bleach that or not?
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Bleach is tricky, gotta be sure, there’s no going back once you’ve poured it in…good luck!
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I can feel the cat like movement and attitude in this marvelous poem.
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Thank you Pat!
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Por nada.
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