While I sit on the porch bench
wild winds blow noisily out of the southeast
shoving tree branches and leaves toward the northwest
while agitated storm clouds speed high above out of the northwest
darkening the skies to the southeast
Two winds rushing in two different directions
one on the top of the other in the same sky
Winds like that can really mess up the hair
In the same way
wild events and emotions recently blew noisily out of nowhere
heading me in different directions, both within and around me
Things like these can really mess up the hair, too
(P.S.: My husband is recovering nicely from having blood clots in the lungs, and I’m recovering from all the adrenaline flows. Sitting in the wind yesterday afternoon, made me realize it was no different than what has been happening within me for the past two weeks. I’m enjoying a peaceful time now, until the next storm)
TR
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