The Wind
by on May 14, 2012 in Poetry

Now I’m more open
Than empty
It’s a shift in perspective
That lies in my mind
And allows for freedom
From misinterpretation
Of what I’m feeling inside
The wind no longer
Blows through me
Or sweeps me off my feet
Thrust from one thing
To the next
Clinging to whatever
I stick to
Arms outreached
Like a child
Longing to connect
Now I feel the wind
On my face
As I smile
Open my chest
My arms outstretched
Wide
And I’m reminded
Of the power
That lies within me
And the beautiful
Unpredictability
Of life

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