April Wildness

The galleons move steadily, majestically

across the sky

unburdened by the past,

carrying only the weight

of a cloud’s creation.

They’re riding low

in the water,

obscuring the mountains

and bearing to the north.

There is no stopping

this forward movement.

Time itself would have to pause

and let the wind

catch its breath.

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