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The colours are deep set
Weathered by the wind
Worn in
Bulbs glowing
Striking
A magical overflowing

Gold dust
Violet hue
Blue strewn
Red burst
A sun birth

The sounds are sensual
Tunes play bones
Waves break
Breathing
Wind singing
A memory calling

Leaf dance
Tinnitus trance
Ricochet fade
Liquid thud
A whispered hush

The smells are ethereal
Rooted in growth
Renewing
Surface swirling
Whisking
A cocktail stewing

Forest floor
Wood pores
Chemical seesaw
Natural law
A fresh fall

Its touch is warm
Enveloping skin
Protecting
Heated within
Softening
A camouflaged caressing

Air massage
Static charge
Ancient suit
Feathered wings
Tingles Lingering

Bloomed and mothered
Flourished and covered
By dreams of flight
These memories smothered
Until discovered

Written 26th October 1998
Revised and edited from Journal entry 18/10/98
Copyright Nicholas Treadwell 2001