The Labyrinth
every storm hits steady
in front of a primeval window
I unwrap a slight sigh
when she views the landscape
rain burst by rippling wind
haphazardly blown labyrinth
still in a random wind
in the mirror, she catches
darkness unfolds
she liked the sense
Written: September 26, 2022
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