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Wind And Weave

Of all the paths that wind and weave
Like spiderwebs or lightning leave
Us lost and alone together in the darkening wood
The hearkening good escapes again
Comes Summer at last, taste the rain
Upon the secret senses of sloughing skin
Silhouettes relax tenses feel time within
To turn away from what was and gone
Wearing your words like water and stone
Deep were the verses in spirit and Light
Singing childhood asleep, bringing the Night;
Like spiderwebs or lightning leave
Of all the paths that wind and weave . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-03-28 at 01:44

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