Day 29

asylum

there is no safe place
when cruelty becomes sport
vengeance in the wind

~kat

After a brief reprieve from bitter cold and wintry weather the winds returned today. When I was a girl I loved the wind. But age and experience…and reality have jaded my perception. The winds strip the trees bare. Icy breezes drop temperatures to bitter lows. Trees snap and lose their footing.  Now that I am older I take shelter when the winds come.  These days when the wind whips through the trees I hold my breath and hope that the walls and roof hold. These days the calm after the storm brings sweet relief amidst the aftermath of the tempest’s rage. 

Keep safe my friends. Keep each other safe. Peace, love, and glimmers to you.
~kat

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