Sylph

By Tracy R.Cardinet

Spiraling sylph

Pilfers the blue

High overhead

Tranquil, the view

.

Wispy and wistful

Fistful of white

Angelic vapor

There to delight

.

Ephemeral friend

Making its home

One, with the wind

Gone with the gloam

.

Seek not a sylph

Lest you might be

Carried away

Eternally

.

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