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The windy breeze
traversing a journey
through the winding streets.
Upon the mountain peaks-
momentum lost.
It finds itself thrust within
a strange warm force-
friend or foe? it does not know.
As it finds it gains new speed,
It does not mind this new encounter.

Artfully dodging, nudging and budging
Swaying in and swerving out
Ah the wind it is satisfied!
Across ferocious seas,
calm tides,
Towards high lands and sweeping dust,
boring down young and old
challenging them on their paths.
Gracefully it weaves, sometimes tired
sometimes bold,
If it could speak-
surely stories would be told.

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The following comments are for "Tell me stories of your journey~"
by savaf

Stories Told
The last two lines are what did it for me-statements like that have such power in their simplicity to bring every detailed image to life.


( Posted by: ArsPoet2789ica [Member] On: May 31, 2009 )

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