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Boomerang [62]

Boomerang

Kind words waft on winds that wend your way,
hoping you will send them back —
someday — or pay them forward.

Nothing boomerangs quite like karma.

So I wish in whispers,
keep an ear to quivering ground,
decipher every crack of lightning,
scry each thundering boom.

Know that in my heart there's room for you.
I'll keep the light on just in case.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.62] (17.august.2022)

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Boomerang

Kind words waft on winds I send your way,
hoping you will send them back —
someday — or pay them forward.

Nothing boomerangs quite like karma.

So I wish in whispers,
keep an ear to the quivering ground,
decipher every crack of lightning,
scry the thunder's boom.

Know there's room for you in my heart.
I'll keep the light on just in case.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.62] (17.august.2022)