Thursday, October 1, 2009

wind

Wind.

Distant flutter, flags wave
Rolling like thunder
Dust chases my shadow

Wall of white approaches
Reality disappears
The shroud of white covers

Lost in the present
The hiss begins to roar
Close my eyes
Hide from the beast

Inside I feel the wind
A tide of change
Brewing like a storm

Open my eyes to see
A new world around
Washed clean
Covered in dust
Like a burial site
reborn

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