Wind
Wind
I feel you winding
through the valley
and shaping the world
The bird fights you
trying to plot its own course
but you have other plans
so it swiftly abandons
its ideas and steers itself
back into your subsonic flow
not knowing where they will go
but going nonetheless

Thoughts
It has been a windy day in Lincolnshire. The fences creak and the trees bend but everything goes with the flow. A good maxim for life.
Crooked doorway in Paris.
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