Into the cold;
into the wind;
walking through the world of untold;
mirrored by a forgotten soul.

Finding self through life’s work
to be told: “you need to unfold”.

Into the heat;
into the storm;
discovering why life is old.
Cracking skin, revealing life trying to stay within.

Eyes trying to fold.
Delicate and fragile as the storm tries to win.

Life moving on; leaving behind the weak who have done nothing wrong,
a journey of forgetful song.

Into the cold;
into the storm,
a universe filled with – LIFE!

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