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Art of the Wind

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The Wind is but an artist

Who rages about,
It's next design

Till it settles upon the leaves of Autumn,
And scatters them,
into disarrayed piles

Leaving behind,
splatters of it's chosen ink

It's beauty complete

Before the clouds of Winter,
Do bury it beneath,
Their innocent art of snow and ice
I was observing the beauty of piles of leaves strewn by the wind the day I came up with this, for there is a kind of beauty to how they settle and after looking at them for a while my poetic mood struck when I got on the bus I was waiting for and I wrote this. However I did give it some editing to make it smoother then my original wording.
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PrinceOfFire's avatar
Very nice. I can visualise it.