Wild Wind

As the wild wind blows across my being,

the lies, the cries and all the foreseeing,

my consciousness is left behind,

I am now elements,

I feel the rain on my face,

as I walk through this rugged beautiful place,

the warmth, the reminders,

the receptive eccentric,

that loves to dance,









Life wiped away his smile, like a parent cleaning their child’s face with a cloth. The elements he became provided a kind future. Kindness, laughter and love lighting the dark. Sincerity and tranquillity, peace and sanctity. She arrives with a smile and an immediate handshake. Everything is recycled here. Your elements immortal in their passage through time and space. Changing form infinitely.

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