The wind blows,
The leaves twirl
Drifting through the air.
Nature becomes violent,
Sends a storm
And the leaves are whipped into frenzy
Yet even this is a balance,
For too much evil,
Or kind-spiritedness,
Is not good for anything
The wind blows and the willow bends
Stay strong,
For it will pass soon
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC
The wind blows,
The leaves twirl
Drifting through the air.
Nature becomes violent,
Sends a storm
And the leaves are whipped into frenzy
Yet even this is a balance,
For too much evil,
Or kind-spiritedness,
Is not good for anything
The wind blows and the willow bends
Stay strong,
For it will pass soon
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