Winds of change… Cleanse this space.
A reblog of a piece from my first month on WP and a link ~ ~ to the original.

The Eclectic Poet

I saw the path of my future

In the lines of your face

A route that seemed clear

In your palm I could trace

I have lost my compass

In the sands of time

Lost amid the shifting

In a life no longer mine

I’ll let myself be rocked

In the arms of the tornado

To feel something, anything

Until it too, shall let me go

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