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Spirit Wind

There is a force inside us all,
A kind of spirit wind.
Its energy moves within our bones,
It grows our hair
And heals our wounds,
The boon of life to humankind.

This urge that surges through our veins
And gives our bodies breath
Is not a gift that's duty-free.
The charge is large,
Ironically,
The price we pay for life is death.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Horsman Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 8:53 AM
SO true Jim, i like this poem a lot.
Slaughter Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 11:27 AM
Harry, thank you. I like to get out of my "comfort zone" now and then.
Dietrich Avatar
January 21, 2023 at 10:02 AM
Wow, this is so profound, also the price for death is an escape from earth's many tragedies, so we can think of it that way too.
Slaughter Avatar
January 22, 2023 at 9:49 AM
Thank you, Andrea. I prefer to think of it not so much as "an escape from" but more as "an end to" earth and life's many tragedies.
Kiser Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 1:08 PM
Great depth of thought you have penned; life is short and the one thing we can bank on is that it will end...there's no escaping.
Slaughter Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 1:28 PM
That's the gist of this, M. L. But. that's not necessarily a bad thing. Thank you.
Kendrick Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 12:03 PM
Yes, to live is to die but we can choose what kind of life we want to live and how we live each day. I know some situations limit us but if we do the best we can with each choice God will bless us. I enjoyed reading this one. It starts the thoughts flowing. Thanks for sharing..Sara
Slaughter Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 12:12 PM
Thank you, Sara. This one is a little "dark" for me, and I have hesitated to let it loose. And you're right, of course, but no matter how we choose to live our lives, the end is the same for us all...with or without God's blessing.
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