Winds of change… Cleanse this space.
A reblog of a piece from my first month on WP and a link ~ https://theeclecticpoet.com/2012/05/23/alone/ ~ to the original.
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
