Poem for a Windy Day

 do you believe

in who you are?

do you dare journey into

that geography of fiber and grace

to find where your own magnetic north lies?

do you think these questions small?

just wait then

until

the southeasterly wind

that arrives unexpected

and with shocking fury

to whip leaves backwards

against the grain of stem and their own knowing

finds you, too

and lashes your soft underbelly

and yanks your feet above your head

perhaps then

the questions will not seem as small

and the roots that sink from them

to anchor feet in sweet ground

will no longer be

forgotten

-kw

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