hand in the wind

drifting out to endless sea

across a windy span

of life and love and all that breathes

of woman and of man

fingers open wide and splayed

upon a bright blue day

loosening that endless grip

on lifes eternal way

pulling out and taking in

above the rolling sea

the pounding of my searching heart

of life of love of me



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1 Response to hand in the wind

  1. Warren says:

    One of your better efforts. I like the feeling of openness that your poem connotes. Keep it up.

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