Cruelest Winds
Autumn leaves released against the cruelest winds
unmoored, without a distant shore to land
have no instruction, nor direction,
swept by the tides of winter seas
Surfing waves without an oar
curled tight against themselves
Fall winds spread them far,
until they sink
and crumble
into
dust
While
I must
not stumble
and must not curl
tight against myself
but be kin to nature...
soar the waves of winter seas
adrift in a sea of knowledge
following directions of my heart
unmoored, but with a distant shore to land
against the future of autumn's cruelest wind
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9/12/14 For Shadow's Contest: Double Etheree
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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