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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

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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....

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.

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~

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/31/2023 7:21:00 PM

Thank you for the enthusiasm over this one, Michelle. Light and Joy, Gershon