The Winds Of Change Poem by Caleb Andrew Ward

The Winds Of Change



this wind howling reflects my spirit.

calm.

yet rustling.

disturbed, full of clutter

but calm, ever so calm

on the outside it appears invisible

and yet close your eyes and begin to feel

the rushing inertia

the uncontrollable, tantalizing, endless

fury this darkness holds

do not be disturbed

for it is not to disturb, but to bring change.

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