Jamál (Beauty), 8 Mashiyyat (Will), 166 BE – Sunday, October 4, 2009 about 2:08 PM Pacific Time
The wind blew this morning. The gusts were strong enough to rattle the letter slot on my screen door. It sounded as if someone were tapping at the door, but it was just a wind gust. I like sitting in the house and listening to the wind. The wind sounded happy as if it were laughing.
Wind blowing litter
down the middle of the street
perfume of laughter.
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