Wind blowing
after late Winter storm
Clearing out
the staleness of thought
Scoured nooks and crannies
of a convoluted mind
Ancient processes
relentlessly sweep by
Building mysteries
layer upon layer
To a hidden future's
millennial tale
As celestial forces
shape our nature
I am pulled
to let go
While rooted
in this world's sticky grip
I face the unknown
and signal my timid surrender
Then waver between
favored outcomes
And that which is
beyond my fears
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