TRANSFORMATION
The wind blows
in circles,
twisting and turning
to the rhythm
of the music
inside, outside...
within...
Breezes gently
touching the soul,
answering
in circles,
twisting and turning
to the rhythm
of the music
inside, outside...
within...
Breezes gently
touching the soul,
answering
asked
questions
subtly - gently
until
the Soul screams
and invoking
the change
causing the gusts
of the storm
to open the
gateway
in preparation
of the
subtly - gently
until
the Soul screams
and invoking
the change
causing the gusts
of the storm
to open the
gateway
in preparation
of the
Transformation.
Copyright V. Rose
Very beautiful Vallee and the photos enhance the poem very well
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Cyn