"Then the wind
fluttered its wrists, a
sweet music as usual,
though as usual I could not tell
whether it was about caring or not caring
that it tossed itself around, in the boughs of light,
and sang."
Fragment from the poem: "So" written by Mary Oliver from the collection: West Wind © 1997
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