It runs with the thought's speed
- bitten all over by the winds…
There it is galloping shoed by time,
yoked by space,
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Really a poignant rendition written in heightened poetic diction with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Daniela.
Word - there it is with calluses on the feet and blisters burning it and stinging it along the vertical. They want to halt it, break it, chain it to the ground, very fine poem describing the effectiveness of the word. thank u dear poet. tony
Splendid I do enjoy the flow of the words, though I am still contemplating to capture the main theme here.