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james nordlund May 2020
Will of life's wind howls, I can only hear it whisper,
"walk on water, your water", rain waves crash as strides
lengthen to break them, one footfall follows another,
meeting Earth first, muddied, still serving abundance.

Finally agua relenting, releases her captive, who walks
on grasses, as trees abound less, pace and mind slows,
Sun seeps through cloud, opening eyes, psyche, wider,
I begin to cross the moat, climb the walls, enter window.

Inner-sanctum breached, stroll brings me to castle's keep,
emotion deep, sunshine on leaf swaying catches sight,
raindrop forming, in love's eye, joy, sadness, falls,
is let go, life's ebb flows, echoing hearts abundant.

A lone tear's story is seldom told, I'll never let it go.
When one's left and right hearts are two, there's not much one can do    :)  

— The End —