So strangely has panic entwined my heart strings
My gut
Shrieking inner wind rattles my bones
Tears at my inner forest
In truth, I am not legion
But the leaves of my days number thousands
Each aware
Adversity strips the branches
It has been hard to let the leaves fly
Even knowing there is only this option
My prayer flags fray
I have tied them tight
The colors once bright
Now they yield their hues
To wind and rain and sun
As I bend under the roar of the wind
Advent of a new cycle
Monk's slow footsteps toward a new age.
Fear belongs to the raging sea called flesh
Which is the manifest
At any time, flesh may die
Which is reason enough for panic
Ample stimulus to run
I recognize you
You are afraid.
Please, come in out of the wind.
Shelter is an immeasurable grace
And who offers it
Has already the pin feathers of angel's wings
I must remember this.
Wild horses run like the wind
Ears flattened and tails flicking
To run, strength.
The big birds cavort in the sky
They strengthen themselves in it
And when they ride the gust
Ecstacy
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