Posted in life, loss / death, original

Gone Wind

Where is the wind?
Everything is still
The wind ceased its dancing
No wind to caress my hair
The clouds, unmoving
Unable to travel far
The air is hot, suffocating me
I wait for a sign, a movement
But there is none

Maria Michaela

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