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The perfect storm



I stray
from where it's warm
choose the perfection
of icy wind
cutting me
in tidy little ribbons
releasing anxious pain
in whispered
rivulets

It's my way;
wandering alone
roaming far away
from hearth and home
unharbored— jettisoned
finding rapture in ruins
my own shipwrecked architect

Squalls carry familiar sounds,
recognition is a meandering thought
slivers of miracles
erode time
tamp down depression
refreshing stagnant minds
hailing the horizon's harmonic rise

Wicking away tears
casting off menial fears
weathering seas
from a stiff rolling breeze
blowing strengthened air
tasting of hard toiled
tumultuous fare

Taming each wave
as courage reflects
upon a face full of brave

I build myself buoyant
 
.
.
.
with
each
and
every
league



I fathom









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