Pinwheel
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The pinwheel spins rapidly, controlled by the wind
Sadly, as some people allow themselves to be
But, there is no freedom in that kind of movement
For no other should have the power of the wind in such a way
Instincts are like shining gems of truth deep inside
Precious to behold, yet still to take notice as the pin wheel stops
Then it is time to be led with the sparkle of one’s own soul
Heidi Sands
7/8/17
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2017
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