breath less
it’s the wind’s
bellowing
blustering
breath
of heaven sent
challenging me
to bend, not break
to dance with grace
less
about standing ground
more about letting
go…the fear, the pain
until all that’s left
is my soul, washed clean
~kat
Really enjoying the Cadae poetry form. Peace to you on this lovely day! 💞
like mercury colliding... 