I bent my will into the wind,
a final last rebuttal
And felt it rage against my soul,
in anger that was total
I pressed again, and then again,
and waited for an answer
It blew back hard, and harder still,
its force a rabid dancer
One last time I pushed it back,
its vortex caving in
Whose fury split in breezes tamed
—my destiny within
(Dreamsleep: January,2020)
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