Taken By The Wind


All those yesterdays

Taken by the wind

The relentless, unceasing wind

Of passing days

They slip through my fingers

Even as I struggle,

My fists clenched with nothing but air

Yet, there is a-stillness

In my mind

A gathering place

That no wind can breach

For all my yesterdays

And my tomorrows,

There, for safekeeping.

4 thoughts on “Taken By The Wind

  1. The abyss that is the gathering place in my mind, Is a chasm that will remain, forever, unfilled by my eternal reverence for the sanctity of the spirit of her soul. There to remain, always, for safekeeping.

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