Highways of the Skies

Great pace of horses wild
A wind runs past a mountain peak;
The bop trades, indeliberate
Of the speed at full swing.

Arteries celestial
There is no rate to go beyond —
Wonder, if the Sun would fancy
A kiss, of heavens open.

Copyright © Teresa Pelka
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