Joy

Ghosts carried in voices

In the wind

Essence remained

Untethered from surface 

Casting shadows

In low places. 

Tempos ground to a halt. 

Bring it back, they cried.

The weather does 

what it wants to 

Every day. 

Copyright, Maria Castelli, 2016.

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