Within the Breeze
She stands there within the breeze of new heights
Lasting as long as the wind doesn’t blow
Her cloak moves with the waves of each delight
Her vision reflects off the pond she sights
Her outfit moves along with what she knows
She stands there within the breeze of new heights
She pleads that the stiff wind would lose its might
Her heart never did show what was below
Her cloak moves with the waves of each delight
Such a need is spawned by her gradual light
It’s not what is reaped but by what she sows
She stands there within the breeze of new heights
Alarmed at the speed at which the wind frights
She doesn’t shower with the awe of crows
Her cloak moves with the waves of each delight
The wind whips through her body just so right
The path she stands on puts her in the show
She stands there within the breeze of new heights
Her cloak moves with the waves of each delight
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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