thrust through the tsunami winds to tame time
like running without a destination in mind
sinking in the sands of a turbulent undertow
moving without vision into an unknown world
blanketed by serious effort to find freedom
thrashing about in your minds eye
leveling the movement with rash reaction
slowing down only to see the frame
overpowered by sudden strong movements
only to find the smallest of intentions
creating a disturbance that calms the soul
quiet now, hear it approaching.
©1998-2009 Claretta Taylor Webb. All Rights Reserved
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