Windfalls


for LW

Between planned speech
And inarticulate silence
A hundred nascent conversations dwell,
Each and every one earthed,
Potted in situated soil.

Your breathed words
Inspire unforeseen windfalls.

What harvest spontaneous
Will we reap today?
It is joy, not yet knowing.



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