Where the Wind Goes
Wherever the wind might take me, I will let it lead
Me there like a soldier getting ready for battle. It is
Like there is hope of a new tomorrow. It has freed
Me from all these chains and bonds. Above the fizz
And noise it is leading me right to the riverís edge.
I am coming home. My place among the tides and his
Gentle hands reaching out. I am closer to the ledge,
Peering over and letting the wind rustle through my
Curly hair. It pushes me away from the straightedge
Blade of a knife and towards the wind that will try
To breathe life back into me, away from the danger.
I am not quite ready to reach out and say goodbye.
It is like letting the wind come in as a stranger,
But the wind is also becoming lifeís game changer.