The Rising Smoke

Softly drifts the languid smoke beyond its rounded gate,
Intermingling with unhurried, conversated waves,
Coasting through the crowded words –
divinely fashioned forms for patient cogitations –
Listening to passionate opinions stated and defended with
A relishing aplomb;
Coaxing down the speeding train of thought and time
In chilled, relaxing grace;
Cooling minds and harboring unspoken sounds

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