Ashe's In the Wind
Sun rises in the east
and on it repeats.
Sets in the west
without pretext.
Within strands of life
served cold, or delight.
Love, war, and strain
no need to explain.
Young, strong, yet bold
worn, weak, aged old.
Through time's twisting churn
we are destined to return.
From where we began
so shall we end.
As Ashes,
In the wind.
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2022
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