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“Down crumbling desert slopes and wind-wrought shapes of dusty stone; Where the sandy fur of the meer cat scrapes lightly through the sod-cut tunnels; Into heights of wispy thoughts and layered twilights, Where red-eyed hawks lie flat on soft winds; Dreams, born and living, Have but one soul: Yours.” — Tara K. Harper
Down crumbling desert slopes
and wind-wrought shapes of dusty stone;
Where the sandy fur of the meer cat scrapes lightly through the sod-cut tunnels;
Into heights of wispy thoughts and layered twilights,
Where red-eyed hawks lie flat on soft winds;
Dreams, born and living,
Have but one soul:
Yours.