Tagged: wind

autumn makes herself

there are mornings

there are mornings
when i insist
that you hear
the wind crashing
through autumn
leaves like there is
an ocean at our
window, that we can
hear with
the same ears
.
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though the road may wind,

though the road may wind,
the path is always straight, or
straight enough so that

we will not remember just
how long we have been on it
.
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springs’ sleigh bells

springs’ sleigh bells
have sprung
jingling
in the wind’s expert
grip, leaning
towards that
full symphony
.
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in the shadow that

remember i told

remember i told
you there is only zen when
you stop searching – it’s

more like a leaning into the
wind to stay still, for a moment
.
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autumn arrives, and

nearing the end of

nearing the end of
a season, petals
fall and rally
around their
tree before being
picked up
by the wind.
every turn is
possible, may
we be that lucky
.
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there is no rhyme nor

there is no rhyme nor
reason to finding yourself
between circumstances
a blade of grass is still a
blade of grass no matter
how the wind blows
.
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you squeeze air into