From The Slowdown, this poem is called Wedding Poem and it is the sort of joyous glance at the gentleness of the world we need today. Peace and love, be safe, be kind. Here's a goldfinch that kissed a sunflower long in my yard last year. The link above the poem is from the website of Renée Ater, I highly recommend it.
Verb: meanders a circuitous journey, especially an aimless one. Noun: (of a speaker or text) proceed aimlessly or with little purpose; (of a person) wander at random. Orgin late 16th century (as a noun): from Latin maeander, from Greek Maiandros, the name of a river. (A favorite -- A meander is one of a series of regular sinuous curves, bends, loops, turns, or windings in the channel of a river, stream, or other watercourse.)
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