Wind Acknowledgement

The land acknowledgement enkindles
-for a moment- 
the soft grief and sharp cliches
of one more field, defiled.

Slippery earth, 
welcomed at last into self-actualization 
-for a moment- 
as a belated primary witness to her many grievances.

 But what of the air?

These winds have circled that earth
Defying entrapment. 
Denying debasement.
Delighting in suspended animation. 

I borrowed some of them 
-for a moment-
a catch-and-release metamorphosis.

Meanwhile,
Aeolus picked up a hitchhiking miroloi 
and scattered her about 
when he blew the winds back around again.

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