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A Wayward Wind Now Guides Me

Breaking my chains
    expanding horizons
  swerving past roadblocks
    escaping cages I once died in

  A wayward wind now guides me
    tousling my thinning hair
  Beads of sweat blind my conscience
    evaporate in nightmares 

  Landing softly on a riverbank
    where beauty's swept downstream
  It matters not where the current takes me
    ~ only that I follow the dream

Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023

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John Lawless Date: 8/31/2023 2:11:00 PM and as an old song says..."it's a restless wind that longs to wander"...I especially liked the line "escaping cages I once died in"....a very intriguing metaphor.... Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 8/31/2023 7:19:00 PM Where's the sarcasm, John? Where's the insane humor? Is that really YOU commenting. lol. A BIG THANKS from Chicago here. You DA man! :) gw

Shirley Hawkins Date: 8/30/2023 11:39:00 PM The wayward wind is a restless wind came to mind as i read your lovely rhyme, Gershon, sung by Gogi Grant. Take care, Shirley. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 8/31/2023 7:20:00 PM Go, Gi!!

Michelle Faulkner Date: 8/30/2023 9:16:00 PM Great wordplay, gw, I really like the near rhyme of 'horizons'died in' and your final stanza is just beautiful~ Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 8/31/2023 7:21:00 PM Thank you for the enthusiasm over this one, Michelle. Light and Joy, Gershon