Miracle Healer

by Leah L. Cole

It comes upon swift, quiet feet
A creeping, fluid blanket
Almost alive, as if it were breathing softly
Enveloping in damp coolness
All the land as dusk turns to night—
     Swirling eddies blot out man-made scars
     Mend the cruel rents in the earth
     Amplify Nature's night song,
Drawing me into fluid unison
Wrapping about my shoulders
A gentle veil of anonymity.

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