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

 

Wind

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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