Where Blows the Wind

winter wind whistles

blowing snow into grey boughs

swaying in the dark

undecided fate

offered by warring factions

calling her nightly

black moon setting

slowly guided by the sun

revealing night

often i wander

wondering among shadows

whither lay the mind

labyrinthine paths

set by demons eagerly

devouring peace

contemplating now

life unbound from destiny

jubilant seizure

loftily rising

aspirations of freedom

fed on sacrifice


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