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Winds change directions, from whispers to gusts
Edges are but peaks explored in thrust and throes
Mental memoirs of travel, reveal onus of sojourn
Scars and baggage litter this tale told by forlorn
Still comes in unexpected destinations in coincidence
Fate accommodates whims that lose all familiarity
Vague memories of victory once knew and then lost
Yet the soul knows forever and of which laurels are home
Crowning weary travelers who are tossed thru thick and thin
Finding them amiss….returning them rightfully to peaceful amends
Such roads of unravel, are the price for those who claim creation
To stand amongst the stars 2b alight in true destinations
This is life and I’m glad to be balanced amongst these Four Winds!!
