the word for breeze is whisper-rev 3

pluto unseen, abstract, not even
a planet anymore, simply element
intact as wisteria, widening .

they found you bathing at kruper's
edge, nothing to say about your condition,
half spun, mending flour sacks
for the coming enunciation.

  an epoch, counted en fleur and forgiveness,
spelunking in memory's dark cave
where the source was kept- no one never
ever found it. unless it was  found but by you, so close

to the outside, the trembling stairs
breeze like a beacon, calling you home.