Thursday 21 January 2021

The wind that blows

People say there is a wind

A furious, cruel, unmerciful wind

No-one know where it came from

But when it suddenly appears, it blows.


You hear it reaching your land.

Your fears, your ghosts, the dust.

All go away with the wind -

Now it doesn't seem to be so cruel, does it?-


(If you want to pay attention, you need to focus)




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