~the wind feels the smallest birds It's got. —Primus St. John, "Biological Light", Gift of Tongues
The winds blow and gust written March 19th, 2021
Today the winds blow and gust bending but not breaking the boughs of the pine sending the last of the fall leaves swirling along labyrinth paths only the wind can see. We who can take shelter in constructs we have sweated and sacrificed for built to withstand the winds that blow so proud of ourselves, while the smallest bird without a straw to it's name lets go and rides the wind letting fate take it where it will.