A Brief Encounter with the Wind
After It’s Gone

Caught between the barricade’s divide,
Drowning in shame
As others' lives
Intertwine with my own.
Where should we have drawn the line?
When can we catch our breath?
Where has the magic vanished, lost in the darkest shade?
When will we break free from this darkness?
If only darkness provides meaning in this context?
All these questions cast to the wind,
Each goal stands ready for pursuit.
All tools aligned, prepared for hard work,
Nothing else matters in here except the deal we’re making.
Leaving behind old paths, stepping onto new ones,
This life has to flourish.
All elements come together favourably.
It doesn't matter if we stumble along the way
Because we have firm principles.
We understand
What's right and what's wrong.
The real challenge is how to harness the negative
To benefit the greater good
And avoid sabotaging ourselves as we move forward.
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.
Sylvia Plath



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