Seizing The Wind Poem by Xelam Kan™

Seizing The Wind



From womb to the grave;
i often see
the man, a vagrant wan,
and vainly he spends
ages;
in decoding the life's spells
that reigns his stoic Will.
Alas! such mystic queries
kill his calm-
like seizing the wind in palms.

Monday, March 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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