Waves and me..2

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The breeze ruffles
not only the field
but my hair
let loose
and lets loose
all those dreams
that had all but
faded and dried
just like these
stalks.
But it comes from afar
bringing fragrances
of earth, water and
the clouds
in which lives
that power with which
I can imagine 
myself and one day
for sure
I am going to fly high.