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Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Perspectives of Wind
Copyrights Reserved© LeX Productions 2006

The clouds of storm congregate

A gust comes forth in the darkness

My hand reaches out

Attempting to grasp it in futility

It continues charging

In a direction self-dictated


Brushing across my outstretched palm

It takes no heed from anyone

Such defiance, the cheek of force

Sending even the crowns of mighty trees

Flailing in the breeze


A sensation of cold ensues

No interregnum exists, nor should it

Never stopping to catch its breath

The wind of Mother Nature knows no bounds

Just like those that reside in time

Alex
25 April 2006

Fly By/ 8:33 AM

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