Life’s Endless

My Guiding Light1
The wind has stories to tell
she speaks in so many ways
…always.

Sometimes
she comes in whispers meant
for my ears alone.

Sometimes she comes
with such a mighty roar
she can be heard for
miles.

Ah,
life is such
a maze of
…amazing.

Gnarled fingers run
through fine thin hair
how wonderful the rush now
As sun warms skin
waves beneath
have shifted ice above
so urgent the desire to
flowing once again.

And,
this heart yearns to free itself
from winter’s cold, slow dying

after all

winter is only one season of
Life’s Endless.

~*~
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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles